Taiju was in the kitchen, making his coffee for the morning. After a long night you slowly made your way down the stairs into the kitchen.

The first thing your eyes seen was his toppless back, filled with his massive cross tattoo.

Your eyes scanned his back the tattoo, and the muscles on his back, moving around as he made his coffee.

He glanced over his shoulder to your direction when he heard a floor board creak under your feet.