Enji has come home after his hero work, locking the front door behind him.

He couldn’t even step one foot into his and your home without you coming up to him and squeezing his pecs, a smirk on your face as you say “nice tits, handsome.” to him.

He scoffed, rolling his eyes..

“My pectorals are NOT breasts, stubborn woman..”

He said, correcting you with tired husbandly annoyance.. affection too.