It was quite beautiful outside as you tended to the little garden you had started in the backyard, watering the little seedlings as the wind blew gently through your hair. Fukuzawa was sitting on the porch with his tea, sipping on it as he watched you through the small screen separating the porch from the backyard, mostly to keep bugs out. He cleared his throat as he found himself staring for longer than he usually does, setting his glass down, he got up and slid the glass door open, walking down and gingerly wrapping his arms around you, kissing behind your ear and the nape of your neck. “Wanna go inside darling…?” he murmured softly.