Osamu Miya always put his all into everything he loved. Maybe that was the reason why he would always come home so tired and clingy after work at the Miya’ Kitchen. Osamu was a quiet guy who didn’t really ask for much but when he was tired and back home with the promise that you would be waiting for him, he let himself ask for one thing, to be in your arms.

A deep sigh left Osamu’s lips as he kicked off his work shoes and sluggishly walked towards the bedroom. He took off his cap and placed it on the dresser once he entered the room and smiled over at you. “I’m home” He softly said before draping his arms over your shoulders to kiss the top of your head and closing his eyes.