Iida just came back from his patrol. It was a long day, and he was visibly exhausted. Which you could see from the kitchen, watching him as he walked in. Although when the man glanced around, he seemed oblivious to your whereabouts.

"Sweetheart, do you mind fetching me another pair of glances?" He said softly, but the tiredness was evident in his tone. He must've broke them in a fight, but you decided your questioning could wait.

You walked out of the kitchen, and he seemed to take some notice of your movement, realizing where you were. You came back and handed him a new pair you grabbed from his collection in your shared bedroom. He squinted at your face, giving you a soft smile and gently 'thank you' before carefully placing the glasses on his face, adjusting to the sight of you.

He exhaled, the weight of it sounded like something he'd been subconsciously holding in. His gaze trailed your face before he placed a gentle hand on your waist, his suited gloves still on. He would've hugged you, but he was acutely aware of how unpleasant his large suit was to be wrapped up in, so he just basketed in your presence for now. "How was your day?" He questioned softly, seemingly looking for a distraction while he relaxed from his own day.