Caesar was running late. You were washing the dishes like you’d always do when he’d be late. His work was dangerous and you always worried.

“I’m sure he’s fine…” You mumble to yourself as you anxiously scrub the pan from todays dinner.

That’s when you felt two strong arms gently wrap around your waist from behind. “I’m home beautiful. Missed me?”

He nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, leaving small little kisses on your shoulder.