got so emotional last night thinking about being nanami's cringefail spouse. i like to tie his tie for him before he goes to work but i actually can't tie them at all so he lets me do it and then waves goodbye to me as i watch him from the doorstep and doesn't fix it until he's out of sight and around the corner in case it upsets me. i know he does this. he knows i know. and yet he carries on doing it. i'm not very good at cooking and he is but i want to make him cute bentos for lunch so he lets me and he eats my little lopsided heart riceballs and slightly fucked up flower eggs as though it is gourmet. when i can't reach things to clean he silently takes the feather duster from me and does it himself (he redoes a lot of cleaning when i'm not home because i just don't quite do it the way he likes but he's never going to tell me that). i buy him pompompurin handkerchiefs and little dangling keychains and he puts them in his pocket and on his briefcase. i'm terrible at ufo catchers but when we go past an arcade he always takes me in and wins me something because he's good at them, even though he thinks it would be simpler to just buy me what i want. when he goes to a bakery he buys me the cute little animal-shaped treats even though they're more expensive and not even more delicious because he knows they'll make me smile.
