TyIt wasn't like him to just disappear from bed in the middle of the night, so naturally, you began to worry and eventually brought yourself to tears.

The bedroom door opened and Daniel appeared with store bags in his hands.

"I'm sorry, love, I didn't mean to upset you—" he whispered, wrapping you into a hug. His touch was tender as he wiped your tears.

"Look what I bought you," he held up a pack of washable markers and gestured to his tattooed arm.

"Color them any way you want."