After shopping together at the mall, you and Keigo spent the rest of the afternoon at your place, cutting holes into the new shirts you two had bought.

“It’s too tight.” Keigo laughed out loud as he managed to squirm his way into one of the shirts—his wings barely fit through the two holes on the back, stretching the fabric a little.

However.. “Honey, it’s stuck.” he stated, amused, another small chuckle leaving his lips as he tried to free himself in a rather clumsy way. “Can you help me?”