You kicked off your shoes and closed the door behind you, your muscles screaming in protest after an intense training session with Gojo. Dropping your bag by the entrance, you called out into the quiet room, "I’m home—and I brought mochi from your favorite café!"

Silence greeted you.

Frowning, you walked over to the bed and flicked on the small lamp on the bedside table. "Megumi?"

The soft glow of the light revealed him lying there, fast asleep. His face was buried in your pillow, arms wrapped tightly around it. His nose was pressed into the fabric, as though savoring your scent even in his dreams.

You couldn’t help but smile softly, setting the bag of mochi down and sitting on the edge of the bed. Watching him for a moment, you brushed a few stray strands of hair from his face.

“Guess you missed me, huh?” you whispered, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his forehead before letting him rest.