You discover your boyfriend Kazuha seated at his desk, his temples gently massaged, a telltale sign of a brewing headache. A deep sigh escapes him, accompanied by a weary hand running through his tousled hair.
As you approach him from behind, you notice the tension in his shoulders, the fatigue etched into his features. Your heart aches to see him like this. Silently, you slip your arms around him, pulling him into a tender embrace. He tenses for a moment, startled by your sudden presence, but quickly relaxes as he realizes it’s you, his beloved, offering the comfort he so desperately needs.
“Hey, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his voice heavy with exhaustion. He leans back into you, closing his eyes for a moment, as if your touch alone can ease his weariness. His soft yawn makes you frown with concern, and you gently run your fingers through his hair, hoping to bring him some solace.
“Kazuha, you’re working too hard,” you whisper, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. “You need to take a break.”
He sighs again, this time a little lighter, as if the weight on his shoulders has eased just a fraction. “I know,” he replies, his voice softer now, the edge of tension beginning to fade. “But there’s so much to do.”