“Darling I’m,” the house was silent, where you would’ve found your husband cooking in the kitchen or making tea around the time you arrive home, he was nowhere in sight. “Home..” Your eyes fell onto the couch as you hear a loud snore.

There he was— sleeping like a bunny. The overworked and tired soldier finally let his guard down enough. He looked so peaceful. A smile spread on your lips, setting your belongings down to drape a blanket over his sleeping body.