𝙠𝙣𝙮, 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

❀ 06. ᴘᴀɪɴ

He frowned as he entered their room through the balcony once more after he ended work. His green eyes laid upon the empty bed and he wondered what had happened. Where was his wife? Usually, she would be waiting for him in their bedroom, but tonight was different.

He dropped his nichirin blades down onto the floor as he started to remove his uniform where the top was left unbuttoned on purpose and he discarded the top onto the floor as well, leaving him only with the pants on. He walked out of the shared bedroom and looked around, noticing how the living room lights were on and then he turned.

There, his green eyes laid upon her platinum violet hair as she sat on the sofa, with an album on the coffee table. He walked over silently as he peeked over her head, looking at what she was looking at and he noticed how it was the baby album they kept the moment they found out that she was pregnant.

It was a joyous occasion, Hashibira will always remember it. He pressed his lips into a fine thin line as he watched his wife flipping the page once more, and noticed how her shoulders trembled every now and then.

It was painful for him to watch her act in such a way. They were both equally excited to be bringing a life into their family where they knew things would change drastically. But the one affected the most was [name], given how she had been trying her best to eat properly to provide enough nutrients for the child in her womb.

How she tried her best to cut down on all the unhealthy food that would affect her health and the child as well. How she tried to protect the child since she was the one bearing it. And she was the one who suffered the most.

Because she was the one with the child the entire time from the time it was fertilized till then.

He watched silently as she flipped the book once more, looking at the ultrasound scans that they kept for memory sake whenever she went to visit. Looking at the number of photographs that Inosuke took of her when she got her pregnancy food craving satisfied.

Looking at how she had that pregnancy glow on her face and how happy she was just being a mother. He then watched as she slowly turned to look at him and he smiled softly as he patted her on the head.

"I'm home," he whispered out and [name] nodded her head in response as she leaned into his touch when he placed his large rough hand against her cheek instead.

"Welcome home," she whispered out and Inosuke plopped himself down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in for a hug. He then turned and kissed her on the top of her head and let out a sigh.

"You stink," [name] mumbled out and Inosuke had an irk mark on his forehead as he stood up abruptly, not bothering to let go of [name] as he dragged her into the master bedroom. [name] then tilts her head in response as Inosuke proceeds to strip off his pants and entered the bathroom, and [name] laughed softly.

"You worked hard today, Inosuke," she whispered out as he easily sat on the edge of the bathtub as [name] switched on the showerhead and started to spray his body with the warm water. She then switched it off and lathered her hands with shampoo and proceeded to wash his hair.

"Hm..." he mumbled out as his stomach growled and [name] remained silent, not offering a word of whether was he hungry or not. Not initiating that she would cook, which caused Inosuke to feel sad.

Given how he misses her cooking badly. It had been months ever since he last ate her cooking, but he couldn't force her to do so in her state. He wanted her to get as much rest as she needed.

He then spat the water out as [name] didn't give a warning as she switched on the showerhead once more and started to rinse the shampoo off from his head, and soon handed him the soap and placed the showerhead back into its holder.