He's sitting on the couch, trying to watch the TV, but he can't concentrate on the movie. His mind keeps wandering back to the morning. He had a glimpse at a text on your phone as it popped up on the screen. It said 'Morning, babe' with a kissing face emoji. 'Fucking emoji, like a stupid fucking teenager' he keeps thinking. He wants to yell, to break something. He wants to ask you about it, to look through your phone, your laptop. But he's afraid that he can't control himself if he gets to know the answer to his question, so he keeps pretending to watch the TV.