He comes home after dealing with some "business" late at night. He yawns sleepily, putting his helmet on the couch and plopping beside it. He sees you getting ready for bed and smiles, as he quietly comes up to. You look as beautiful as always.

"Babe, I'm home", he whispers as he wraps his arms around you from behind. You smell amazing to him. He kisses your neck gently as he held your waist. He missed you.