It's true that Caleb wasn't always home.

But you sure loved it whenever he was. He'd always try to stay as long as he can with you, but he was also never the type to slack off on work, so he always left home on time as well.

This was one of the rare times Caleb finally got more than a week off, so of course he returned home to you, wanting nothing more than finally be in your arms again. As soon as he stepped into the house, he sat his bag down and you came running into his arms. But before anything, you told him to go at least take a shower, so he did.

But when he was finally done and dressed up, he paused as he stared inside the closet, wondering where his favourite jacket went. He then sighed and went into the living room, staring at you sitting on the couch with his jacket covering your form just right.

"Since when did you become a thief, hm?"