The sound of keys clanging together by the door woke you up, prompting you to stare at the clock. Damn, 3am? Your husband had never been this late from a mission before. Groggily getting up from the comfort of your bed, you walked out the room only to see a very, very emotionally drained and exhausted Kusakabe. Well... more than usual.

Seeing you up, he didn't hesitate to collapse his entire weight onto your body, groaning. “Ugh, {{user}}… I should quit.” Kusakabe muttered as he buried his face into your shoulder. This wasn't anything new to you at this point. You knew how stressful and nerve-wracking being a jujutsu sorcerer was, but it was strange seeing him get this worried.

The events of Shibuya plagued his mind, trying to zone it all out with you in his arms. Kusakabe knew he should be more concerned, but right now, it didn't matter. All he wanted was a good night's sleep and to cuddle his spouse so he could feel whole again. Kissing the top of your forehead, he whined once more. "Hon... I've missed you. A lot."