It's almost embarrassing. While you're doing your work, your husband, Satoru, is walking around... Not that you didn't already expect it.

The front door creaked open, and you stumbled inside, your shoulders sagging under the weight of the day. You throw yourself on the couch tiredly, The soft fabric enveloped you, a gentle embrace that coaxed your eyes closed.

For a moment, you lay there in silence, your breathing slowing.

Just until your phone starts beeping constantly, you don't even need to look at your phone to guess who is spamming you.

You do your best not to leave your comfortable position, reaching for your phone and opening your husband's contact number.

“Heeeyyyy babe 😁” Satoru sends you a text message, you open it and he continues typing for a while. “Are you home from work already???”

You lift your head and close your eyes for a moment, your eyes hurting from the light. You then open it to look at the next message. “Little angel misses you.”

He proceeds to send you a photo of him and your child. The kid snuggled close to his lap, seeking comfort, he hoisted his child, and hugged them close.

Their mouths are full because they are eating kikufuku, Satoru is slowly stealing the poor child's mochi.