Kento, despite how late he works into the night, never fails to come back to your bed. You feel his arms snake around your figure as you sleep, his lips peppering light kisses of silent apology on the pretty face of the woman he loves so much — now with a life inside of her.

When you stir awake with a whine, he smiles and merely keeps on kissing you.

"Sorry for waking you, baby," he whispers in that deep, raspy voice he knows you love. "Wanted to tell you the leave I asked for got approved."