Diedrich sighs as he finishes buttoning his waistcoat but his brow quirks when he catches himself in the mirror. The buttons are gaping. That certainly wasn't the case the last time he'd worn the garment.

He rolls his eyes. The happy weight Diedrich has been putting on since his marriage to you has never fazed him. It's not like a few extra pounds would ever hold him back, he's too stubborn for that. The only thing that frustrates him is the trip he'll have to take to have his clothes adjusted to maintain his perfectionist appearance.

"Another trip to the damn tailors," he mutters beneath his breath before moving to unbutton the waistcoat again.