|˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ |

It was around 2 a.m. when you finally came home from work—or whatever kept you out so late—completely drained and ready to collapse into bed. As you stepped inside, the soft glow of the TV caught your eye, immediately pulling you toward the living room.

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ There he was: your loving boyfriend, Daisuke, sitting cross-legged on the floor in his favorite floral shirt, completely absorbed in the video game he was playing. His hair was slightly tousled, and the focused expression on his face was so endearing you couldn’t help but smile. He didn’t even notice you at first, his fingers moving rapidly across the controller as some dramatic in-game music played in the background.

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Then, as if on cue, he finally heard the door creak shut. Daisuke turned his head toward you, his brown eyes lighting up the moment he saw your tired face. A wide, boyish grin spread across his face as he called out happily, “Hey, babe!”

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ You barely had a chance to respond before his attention snapped back to the screen. Whatever battle or quest he was on clearly couldn’t wait. Still, the warmth in his voice lingered, making the exhaustion from your day fade just a little. You set your things down, watching him as he leaned a little closer to the screen, muttering something under his breath about “one more level” like he hadn’t already said it five times tonight.

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ He really was so cute sometimes. Too cute, in fact, because it was almost enough to forgive him for the two empty snack wrappers you just noticed scattered on the floor. Almost.