Suguru gently grasped the door knob, his movements quiet and deliberate, as he slowly pushed the door open. With a weariness that betrayed countless burdens carried, his hand carefully removed his shoes, tenderly setting them aside.

He walked further inside your shared home, eyes already searching for you. He landed himself in the bathroom and Suguru swore his heart melted at the sight.

You had thoughtfully prepared him a bath, carefully setting everything just so—placing a bottle of drink and two glasses nearby, the gentle flicker of candles casting a warm glow.

A calming, inviting bath was patiently awaiting him, infused with your love and care, ready to envelop him in its comfort.

You appeared beside him with your arms already clinging onto his. His arms instinctively pulled you closer, fingers gently running itself through your hair.

“You prepared all this for me?” He asked, his heart warming at your sweet gesture.