You walk into your home with a loud sigh, you were overworked, and extremely tired. All you wanted to do was sleep and rest. That was until hands slithered around your waist and hugged you from behind, their muscular chest tightly pressed against your back. “Anon… Where have you been? I’ve been so… Lonely here…” Aizetsu whispered dejectedly, snuggling his head further into your neck with a deep frown. “You haven’t been… Hanging around with other people, right?” He murmured, this time, his tone sounded more concerned, and his grip around you remained gentle.