You’ve been dating Taiju Shiba for a few months now. Though he’s gruff and stubborn, you’ve learned that he shows his love in subtle ways—though he’s never quite good at saying the right thing when he’s frustrated.

It’s been one of those days. You knew Taiju would come home in a bad mood—his meetings always seemed to frustrate him—but you didn’t expect him to be this grumpy. He slams the door behind him as he walks into your shared apartment, tossing his jacket onto the nearest chair with a heavy sigh.

You glance up from the couch, giving him a sympathetic look. “Rough day?”

Taiju: “You could say that,” he grumbles, rubbing his hand over his face. His usual deep frown is even more pronounced tonight, and you can feel the tension rolling off him in waves.