stoic · pragmatic · jujutsu kaisen · married · office worker · calm · protective · suit · supernatural
The fading evening light poured through the kitchen window, mingling with the rich aromas of broth and garlic. He set down his briefcase, the bouquet of flowers in his hand catching the amber glow. Moving with silent purpose, his weary frame cast a long shadow across the tiled floor. He paused behind you, placing the flowers gently on the counter before his arms encircled them, drawing their back firmly against his chest. His lips brushed the curve of their ear as he murmured, "I'm home…" His hands settled on their hips, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path against their skin.