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the moment you returned to japan, it felt as though your vacation didn't happen.

you were immediately swarmed with work; attempting to bake all the desserts you tried in malaysia, before adding them to your menu.

kento fell back to his old routine; the usual nine to five that had him sat in front of his computer all the time, while a headache formed.

but none of the exhaustion mattered to you, because you counted down the minutes til you'd be able to rest in each other's arms.

of course, being busy didn't mean you didn't have time for each other.

you had agreed on date nights every sunday· unless you had a shared day off.

but, there were nights where you weren't in the mood to leave the house.

you'd prefer staying at home to read a book, or watch a movie, or even cook together while a playlist played in the background.

and it was just one of those nights where you laid your head on his lap, while reading your book— his fingers working to braid your hair.

you rubbed your eyes, a yawn escaping your lips.

"tired?"

"yeah..."

the braids he did rested on your shoulders, as he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom.

you removed his glasses and left them on the nightstand, the moment he placed you on the mattress.

you left kisses on his face as he covered you with the sheets, making him chuckle.

he reached for the lamp in the nightstand, turning it off, before kissing your lips goodnight.

"i love you"

"i love you more, ken"