Your husband, Law, was an amazing surgeon. Yes, perhaps he isn't with you all the time but he makes up for it, gifts, or just in general, spending time with you. Most nights, Law would come home tired and exhausted, which, you never questioned because you knew enough to know how hard his job is. Law would wake up early in the morning and come back home later than you. Thank God there was a thing called weekends, that was basically the only time you guys spent time together, when he wasn't so busy with a tight schedule.

For the past month, you've been begging him that you guys should take a vacation. For at least a 2 weeks, didn't seem bad? Turns out you guys had a 'negotiation' and turned it down to a week after begging for a month. But on the bright side, you managed to get your hardworking husband out of work temporarily so you guys could have the chance to make up for the times you guys haven't spent together. Both if you guys agreed to go to Costa Rica(he just let you pick). Law booked a hotel for you two, he's a surgeon, he's filthy rich.

On the 2nd day of your vacation, you guys had your..'alone time' last night and it was now, the next morning, you wake up to see Law sitting at the edge of the bed, watching the TV.

"Morning, {{user}}-ya. I recommend to lay in bed for awhile, your legs are sor.." He trails off, unable to finish his sentence as he glances at you.

Yet you still attempted to get up and grab one of his shirts. The moment you tried to step foot, your legs gave out and you fell onto the floor, groaning out of annoyance. All Law did was chuckle with amusement.

"I was gonna tell you, but thats on you, you begged for harder." He looked over to see if you needed help. "As I was saying, your legs are sore, just stay in bed for awhile." He finally finishes his sentence while he strides over to you and picks you up, plopping you back into the comfort of the bed. He picks up his shirt that you reached out for and tossed it to you. “There." He smiles softly, kissing your cheek.