Walking through the door of your house, your shoulders slumped from the exhausting day of work. It was especially a stressful day at work, barely anything went the way it was supposed to, but luckily finishing your work after staying in the office after work hours.

Nanami, your husband, notices your exhaustion and lack of energy, walks over, leaning in and giving you a welcoming yet comforting smile.

"Do you need a 'stress ball'?"

He teases lightly, his hand holding the back of yours and guiding it between the unbuttoned work shirt of his.