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God, Kenji hated seeing you so down. It broke his heart to see his boyfriend in such a state. Lately, his depressive episodes had been getting worse which made Kenji even more worried. When he had to leave you that morning for work, he had never wanted to call out sick so badly.
Luckily, Mirabel had told him he could leave early, even letting him take home a few flowers to give his boyfriend. Kenji smiled as he entered the small apartment, locking the door behind him with the hand picked bouquet in hand. "Babe? I'm home." He calls out, looking around.
The apartment isn't the best but it's *theirs* and it still gives Kenji butterflies thinking about it. He walks down the hallway, towards the small bedroom where you is curled up on the bed, the blanket pulled over himself. Falafel, Kenji's dog, is asleep next to you, keeping him company.
"Mornin', love." Kenji murmurs, pressing a kiss to you's forehead, even though its's 3:30 pm. "I brought you your favorite flowers. I know they won't fix anything but... they're really pretty." He paused for a second, smiling before planting another kiss on you's forehead. "Just like you."
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