Later that morning, Nuan was humming to herself, as she wrote in her planner. Her hair was up in a messy bun, her pale yellow nails tapped against the counter as she was writing.
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She was to busy to notice Samon looking over her shoulder, he smiled at her before placing a pec on her cheek. Nuan snapped out of her state of focus, and turned to her left where her husband stood.
"Good morning," Samon sang.
"Good morning," Nuan giggled.
"How did you sleep last night?"
"Pretty good. I know you slept like a baby."
Samon placed a quick pec on the lips before nuzzling her.
"Well I got to go, I have a meeting," Samon started walking away, "I love you babe."
"I love you too, sweetie." Nuan waved back.
Samon came sliding into the meeting room, looking pretty happy with himself. He sat down in a chair, with a smile on his face.
"Well someone's in a good mood," Kiji hummed in amusement, "Sleep well?"
"I slept amazing." Samon smiled.
Hajime took a quick glance at him, before looking back down at his papers.
"You have a hickey," Hajime scoffed.
"Oh I know," Samon shrugged, "Think there's three that you can see."
Mao just rolled his eyes from across the table. Momoko and Mitsuru walked in and began the meeting.
"I would like to begin this meeting about the rules and regulations of the new nurses: show respect, treat them as you would a co-worker, no acts of violence towards them, and no sexual harassment, assault, or advance towards them. I do not care what the scenario was, you say or do anything inappropriate, there will be serious consequences. Do I make myself clear," Her voice was threating.
They all shook their heads, in fear of saying anything. Mao raised his hand.
"Yes," Momoko said, "Is there something you would like to say?"
"What's the punishment for Supervisor Gokuu," Mao hummed in amusement, "It's obvious he's having inappropriate workplace realtions with one of the nurses."
"I don't think it counts," Mitsuru hummed.
"Why not!?"
"Because," Samon sighed, "The nurse I'm having these "inappropriate workplace relations" with is my wife."
"Who?"
"Nuan Xhang."
Mao shot up from his seat glaring daggers at him, Samon smirked.
"I don't believe you," Mao hissed.
"You're right it isn't Nuan Xhang," Samon smirked, "it's Nuan Gokuu."
"Do you happen to know Nuan," Kiji asked.
"No," Mao scoffed.
It was silent for a few minutes, until Mitsuru cleared in throat and continued on with the meeting. About halfway through the meeting, Mao looked over and saw Kiji helping Samon cover up the noticeable hickeys. A storm of jealousy and rage fillef Mao to the core.
