Author's Note: Shogo today, and more on the way for the next few days.
Shogo x Mitsuko
Prompt: I will write our characters as a married couple.
Mitsuko turned the doorknob to her house quietly, stepping inside and pausing to get a better grip on the grocery bag she was carrying. A cheerful tune reached her ears, and she smiled to herself before heading to the kitchen.
Shogo stopped whistling when he heard footsteps. He started to turn around, but before he got a chance, Mitsuko wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Hey."
"Hey," he replied, turning to smile down at her.
Mitsuko released him and held up the bag. "I got the spices."
"Great," Shogo said enthusiastically. "Thanks. You're back sooner than I expected."
"The line was short," Mitsuko said, shrugging. She peeked at the pot of sauce heating up on the stove. "Need any help with that?"
Shogo shook his head. "There's not much to do, but you're welcome to keep me company."
Smirking slightly, Mitsuko hopped onto the counter and crossed her ankles. "I can do that."
Shogo grinned and reached over to grab her hand, linking their fingers together. He felt the cool metal of her wedding band against his skin and rubbed his thumb over it lightly. "I love you."
Mitsuko smiled back at him. "I love you, too."
The old wave of uncertainty that used to wash over her at every confession was gone — she'd released the demons that had controlled her for so long and finally allowed herself to just be content with the one person who truly made her feel whole.
And both of them were much happier for it.