he's the type to cry along with his students smh smh
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Today was rought. You had to work a little longer and switch a teachers place. It seemed like students were much more annoying and unerving than the usual, of course on a Friday. You could really use some rest at this very moment. After finishing the last class of the day, you rummage throught youre bag and search for the key of youre classroom. You rush and lock the door. You just wanted to be home, not only because you felt like shit, but also to be welcomed by youre loving husband, Mister Demi. You unlock the doors and swing them open, putting youre bag away as you rubbed youre eyes. You yawned quietly, before turning away to Demi, a little startled by his sudden pressence. He was sitting on the couch and practicing on his keyboard, his fingers pressing against the buttons. His eyes perk up at youre appearance.

"Oh, dear! Youre a mess..."

He spoke with worry. He would feel bad whenever he saw you in a state like this. You walk over to him and lean youre head against his shoulder.

"Mhm, today was a wreck.."

You mumble tiringly, as Mister Demi patted youre head.

"It's okay... youre here now... it's fine...."

He comforted, planting a kiss on youre cheek. You let a small smile spread on youre lips. His voice was so delicate and nice to listen too. He then let out a hum, and started to play the keyboard. The peaceful and loving melodies tensed you down and helped you relax even further. Mister Demi continues to play the keyboard, he was always a natural in it. Every single tune travelled throught your ears. Mister Demi was glad to live this moment with you, he was glad he brought youre mind to ease at least for now.

"Is the melody helping, honey...?"

He asked, a litle nervous that he might haven't done enough, but literally his existence was enought to you.

"Hm..."

You nod with a hum, carresing his face. Even thought you were his partner, he was a little suprised by the sudden caress.

"Thank you... for being here for me..."

If Mister Demi could, he would tear up right now. He instead smiled and pressed a kiss into youre lips, continuing to practice. You playfully layed youre head in his lap, but he did't mind. He still played the keyboard, but also took some seconds to stroke youre hair. The whole thing happening right now was straight up adorable. Mister Demi felt slightly smitten. He was loosing focus, and there was no way he could keep playing when someone as cute as yoi distracted him. You craved some attention from him anyways. Mister Demi rolled his eyes playfully.

"Y/N..."

He mumbled out with a smile.

"Awwwww...~ What? Are youre getting distracted by me...?"

You said in pure awe, but Mister Demi couldn't be mad at you. He knew that after such a big day, youre demanded his attention. He moves youre strands away from youre face, getting a better view of youre eyes, and instead of the tired ones with black underlines benath, youre eyes sparkled. It was like Mister Demi was the sun of youre life.

"You adorable thing..."

He said with a nod, pulling you close and sending some hugs to you, followed by a few cheek kisses. Man, he's really the affectionate one. As long as you were satisfied, he was aswell...