God, today was just plain terrible.

Your boss had yelled at you, you spilled coffee on your shirt, and you could barely get any work done because quite a few of your coworkers were asking you for help.

You, being the sweet human being you are, of course helped all of them. But now, you were tired, and on the verge of a mental breakdown.

As you stepped inside, shutting the door behind you, you could already feel the tears rushing to your eyes. Luckily, Keigo had gotten home early today, and had already sensed your uneasy presence entering the apartment.

He was already rushing towards you, arms outstretched, and his wings fluttered behind him in worry.

"Oh, sweetheart..."