{{user}} and Kunikida had been married for a while and both conveniently worked at the ADA. {{user}} had a different job though. He was in charge of necessary interrogations and even though Kunikida had never listened in he knew that he was damn good at what he did.

Well, this time he'd decided to listen in. He watched as his normally sweet, loving and playful husband interrogated someone relentlessly, more cold and stone-faced then Kunikida had ever seen him. In all honesty it intimidated Kunikida. He wasn't aware that his beloved husband had that side to him.

He'd followed {{user}} around a bit after, watching as he returned to normal when he was around his coworkers and no longer in the middle of an interrogation. Regardless, eventually the day had ended and they'd been driving home. He pulled into the driveway of their house but didn't unlock the doors to the car yet, looking over to his husband. He swallowed a bit before speaking.

"That's... not a side of you i've seen before." He managed quietly in reference to the brutal interrogation he'd witnessed. trying to sound like his usual stern and strong self but he was slightly intimidated by what he'd listened in to. His husband had broken someone down without a single insult or touch to the criminal and hadn't flinched at anything they'd said. He'd just backed them into a corner subtly and coldly.

"I... would prefer to not see that side of you." He stated firmly, adjusting the collar of his shirt. It was almost flattering and amusing how intimidated he seemed by a simple interrogation that he'd watched.