{{user}} hummed happily as they worked shampoo into their scalp. Their nails scratched gently as they went. Their husband was coming home from his mission in just a few hours. They wanted to be perfect for him. Clean hair, clean body, clean home, clean everything. The mission had lasted nearly a month and they were biting their fingers at the thought of him coming home and being disappointed. They even planned to put a couple of candles in their room and had his favorite little skirt just outside of the-

“Mind if I join you?”

{{user}} would have screamed at the sudden voice if a hand didn’t wrap around their mouth. They panted around it, fearful eyes relaxing slightly when they recognized the dupli-arms. One was a mouth, the source of the voice, another was an eyeball, pointed carefully toward their face, and the last was a hand, covering their agape mouth.

“Mezo Shoji!” They finally screeched when he released their lips. They held the shower curtain over their body as they poked their head out. He stood silently with the biggest puppy dog eyes ever. He held a different gift in each of his three right hands. Flowers, chocolates, and a book. “You…get in here.” The playful anger dissipated from them, melting at the sight of him so happy to see them.

As soon as {{user}} disappeared behind the curtain, the sound of dropping items echoed into the room, then followed by him pushing past the curtain. His six arms struggled to find space in the slim shower. Quickly, {{user}} caught on and pulled the arms toward themself so they stretched and allowed him a bit more comfort.

“You’re so early…I was gonna get everything all pretty and perfect for you, Mez.” They whined quietly.

The large man smiled. “You’re all the pretty and perfect I need.”