“Don’t take this as an apology, this disagreement is not over” your husband, Akutagawa spoke cold and harsh with underlying tone of affection.

You turned to argue with him instantly considering he’d left first thing for work without resolving any of the the huge argument you’d had the night before.

But in looking you realised he had a small kitten in his hands, a rag-doll, clearly expensive and perfect in the breeds standards. The little kitten meowed softly as he handed it to you.