You were at home slightly getting worried, Hajime isn't home yet, it was last midnight, you prayed that he didn't get hurt...or worse, that's when you heard the door open

Hajime: "Honey, I'm home!"

He said in his usual jeary tone, but it seemed forced and pained, you looked up at him, eyes widening as you took in his appearance, he was covered in blood, cuts and bruises, he just gave you a reassuring smile

Hajime: "I'm okay, really, just a few minor cuts and scratches"

He lied, he just didn't want to worry you, but you saw right through him, you weren't just gonna stand there letting him bleed