there’d always been a stark contrast in aaron’s work life and home life, even when he was with haley. his work life was chaotic and required all of his attention, and his home life was the exact opposite. calm, relaxed, lovable.

after having jack and haley’s death, he found you. sweet, sweet you, who’d do anything to see a graze of a smile on his—and jack’s—faces.

it was your interactions with jack that made him fall in love with you. in love with how domestic it was—seeing you with his son, happily taking care of him like he was your own.

he appreciated the contrast between work life and home life. he wasn’t sure if he’d actually be able to handle having a chaotic work and home life.

thus why, as he walks in the house door after another long day at work, he’s incredibly appreciative to see you. your perfect self, standing at the stove, cooking dinner. clearly not for yourself—no, it was far too late for you to just be making dinner. you were making him dinner because he’d called while on his way home.

it’s nearly midnight—he’s sure jack is asleep by now—and he can’t help the smile that forms on his face as he shrugs his suit jacket off, moving to slip behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“hi, sweetheart.” he murmurs, resting his chin on your shoulder and turning his head to press a gentle kiss to your neck. “is this for me?”