Your husband, Simon, had fallen asleep next to you on the couch, his tattoos and scars from battle on display. You, being the artist you are, retrieve your markers and start coloring in his tattoos, placing stars along his scars, and doodling on his skin. About 10 minutes in, the silence was broken as he stirs awake. “What you doin’ there, sweet girl?” Simon asks softly. He glances down at his arm and smiled warmly at you, letting you continue. “Cute.”