every time i visit my wife at work, i fall a little more in love <3 1,086 words!
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hiromi’s excited. the new suit he ordered was a size to small. now some might say get a refund, or return it in for the correct size. but not for hiromi.
this accident gives him an excuse to go bug love on his wife at her work. he’s on his way to go see you, when he walks to the train station, there’s a clear pep in his step.
you however are busy helping a client. an older woman whose dress had ripped in three different spots. she said her grandchildren had gotten ahold of the dress, and wanted to make it “stylish.”
you don’t mind though, because the kind woman even brought the original design for the dress, making it easier to fix it.
the woman is chatting to you, about her husband. she says he’s always ignoring her and constantly drinking. you feel bad for the woman, no one should feel overlooked.
the doors bell rings, announcing someone has entered. you don’t look up, focused on not only the woman’s dress, but her feelings on her husband.
the older woman has her shoulder tapped on, she looks behind her to find a man. he’s tall with dark hair and tired eyes.
be gives the woman a small smile, “is this the line to talk to the pretty tailor?”
the woman gasps, “oh my!”
you look up, it’s your husband. “hi hon,” you smile at him, causing him to tilt his head, “what are you doing here?”
he brings a suit in front of him to see, careful not to hit the older woman with it.
“size to big.”
you raise an eyebrow, “you didn’t want to return it?”
he laughs shyly, “well, this gives me an excuse to visit my gorgeous wife.”
you shake your head at his corny response, while the elder woman giggles. “young lady you didn’t tell me you were married as well! and here i was complaining about my husband when i could have been hearing about this charming young man!”
your cheeks warm at the attention, “i really don’t mind hearing you talk miss kiyoko.”
“my wife is too quiet sometimes. even at home she’d rather hear me talk. although, if i’m being honest, hearing her is the highlight of my day.”
miss kiyoko awes at the confession, “why couldn’t i have met someone like you when i was your age?! i wouldn’t be stuck with my deadbeat husband!”
hiromi furrows his eyebrows in confusion, “may i ask why you’re still with him ma’am?”
the woman doesn’t say anything, she looks like the question confuses her. hiromi thinks he might’ve offended the woman.
before he can apologize, “i’m still with him because he’s the only constant in my life. yes i have my kids and grandkids, but i’ve known my husband for sixty seven years. if i’m being honest, if i left him, i don’t think i could ever truly be myself.”
and honestly, that scares hiromi. what if one day you feel to co-dependent to leave him? you only feel obligated to stay with fun for the sake of “being yourself”. he starts to sweat a little, he’d rather die than make you feel that way.
you must know what he’s thinking, because you’re looking right at him. your face shows nothing, i mean, you normally don’t, but right now it’s scaring him.
but then, his fear fades whenever you shake your head. assuring him that, no, you don’t ever feel that way with him. he feels like he can relax a bit, he’ll have to talk to you whenever you guys get home.
“ahh, but enough about me, while we wait for my dress to finish, tell me something. tell me all the details about the two of you.”
“how nosey miss kiyoko.”
she looks your way and slaps the top of your head gently, “i liked it better when you just listened!”
you laugh at the theatrics of the woman. “what do you want to know miss kiyoko?” you ask.
she thinks about it, looking at hiromi, “how did the two of you meet? and when should i expect to see you pregnant.”
hiromi flushes at the woman, cheeks red. you shake your head, laughing, “nosey AND invasive miss kiyoko. do i need to kick you out?”
miss kiyoko rolls her eyes, “don’t be coy,” she says your name, “you talk about kids all the time. i just didn’t know you had a husband who could do that for you.”
rolling your eyes, laughing at the woman, “we met when he was in law school and i was working part time as a librarian in the school.”
hiromi smiles at the reminder, “don’t water our meeting down hon. tell her the truth.”
you feel your cheeks warm in embarrassment. when you were younger, you were a lot more outspoken and loud. you still speak out when needed, but you more or less keep to yourself.
hiromi keeps on, “she was working when she saw me studying. she came up to me and demanded i give her my number. when i asked why i would do that, she told me that she liked my face and would be a crime to not to go out with her. claiming, ‘a lawyer committing a crime won’t look good for clients.’ i knew it then i wanted her in my life.”
miss kiyoko is so tickled at the news. she just laughs and pats your head while you look down in embarrassment.
hiromi on the other hand, is proud. he’s proud to be your husband. spending the rest of his life with you is the only thing that matters to him. he watches as miss kiyoko teases you, he smiles as you retaliate her teasing, ‘i’m going to rip this dress!’ you threaten. miss kiyoko scolds her finger at you, ‘we’ve known each other for years and you kept everything interesting a secret!’
he laughs at your offended face.
that night, hiromi confronts you.
the two of you are lying down together, him holding you in his arms.
“i don’t ever want you to feel scared to leave me.” he whispers while you’re on the verge of sleep.
“huh?”
“it’s just that miss kiyoko won’t leave her husband of fear of not being herself. i don’t want to become her husband, and i don’t want you to become her.”
you look at hiromi, whose already looking at you.
you laugh, pecking his lips.
“you are so cute!”
“i’m being serious!”
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a/n: i’m thinking of writing yuji take care of sweet girl next for my nanami piece but idk yet 💔 thank you for reading, i love you (. .*)β
