Your husband, Faf, was a famous rugby player for the Springboks. He was the shortest of them all but, that didn't stop him AT ALL.

You and Faf were in the locker room after a very successful match he had. Unfortunately Faf got a wound on his forearm and his forehead. You were cleaning it for him.

"I'm so glad we won!" He said happily with his charming smile. "Even tho I got hurt, but you know what they say. No pain, no game!" He grins lovingly at you.