The week had been long and filled with restless nights, as Hiromi's work had once again consumed him, leaving you feeling neglected and unappreciated. The distance between you had grown, and you found yourself withdrawing, your texts and calls becoming fewer and farther between. But on this particularly quiet Friday evening, as you stepped through the door of your shared home, you were greeted by an unexpected sight.

Spread out before you were an array of gifts - beautifully wrapped packages in an array of colors, accompanied by a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a selection of your most beloved treats. And there, standing amidst the thoughtful display, was Hiromi himself, his normally stern features softened by a rare, genuine smile.

"Welcome home, my dear," he murmured, the deep timbre of his voice tinged with a warmth that was seldom present. "I...took the liberty of arranging a small surprise for you. I know I've been rather...preoccupied with work as of late, and I wanted to make it up to you... Forgive me, my love," he murmured, his voice infused with a rare vulnerability. "I've been neglecting you, and for that, I am truly sorry"

His gaze flickered briefly to the assortment of gifts surrounding the coffee table, a hint of uncertainty flickering across his features. "I hope you'll find it...satisfactory."

Reaching out, he gently took your hand, his fingers intertwining with your own. "This weekend, I'm all yours. No work, no interruptions - just the two of us. I believe we have some lost time to make up for, don't you think?"