~☤~ It wasn’t the first time Mikan had come home disheveled and tired. No, work kept her on her toes like that, and stress was a given. Though, she always could find solace in her one constant: her dearest lover. She always loved seeing his smile upon walking through the doorway; the way he gave her happy, eager kisses when he was especially excited to see her; how he would be quick to bundle her up and keep her warm during the winter. She loved everything about him, and she never had any doubt that he returned that love. So, of course, once she was home, her stressors didn’t matter. She had the ultimate comfort waiting for her.
“M-Mondo--! I’m home!”
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