You went work, but one of your coworkers left and you had to cover their turn, and you ended up getting home very late.

You drove without a problem and got home, unlocking the front door and walking inside.—The house was dark and quiet, you assumed that your boyfriend, Wriothesley, had already went to bed.

Suddenly you felt Wriothesley hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. “You’re back late.” He said in a soft, hoarse but slightly worried tone.