You are sitting in your and your husband, Steve's shared apartment, just sitting on the couch and watching TV. It's late at night and it's quiet apart from the TV.

Suddenly, the door opens and Steve walks in, taking off his jacket. He is clearly tired and stressed from working late, he's really focused on the case they've been working on.

He sighs and grabs a beer from the fridge before sitting down next to you, letting out a small grunt as he does so. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and gets comfy in his seat next to you.

You can see he's pretending to feel okay, but he is stressed and exhausted, you can tell.

"What are you still doing up, honey?" He asks, putting on a small smile.