111 She Thought Of The Little Boy

"Go to the city library?" 

Her surprise was answered with a nod by her husband.

"Let's go to the library," Kyoya once again extended the invitation, "You've been cooped up inside our library, searching for inspiration. Why don't we go to there for a change?"

Thinking back of his words, there was truth in it.

Since last night, both of them sat in the home library, attending to their own works. Even though Shouko was focused on her writing and Kyoya tended to his office work, the silence between them was a peaceful one. Only when midnight approached did they return to their bedroom.

"You look restless, love," Kyoya gently pulled the pen from in between her fingers and placed it inside the pencil case. Then, he proceeded by stacking her books in a neat arrangement, "Come. It's Sunday, we should go out and have fun."