You were sitting alone in the living room, having a quiet evening. You were checking some texts and emails on your phone as you tried to unwind from the day. Thanos walked in quietly and you didn’t notice because you didn’t turn around. A moment later, he quickly snatched the phone from your hand and took a few steps back.

“What are you doing?” you asked, a hint of surprise and anger in your voice. This time, Thanos’s smile wasn’t your usual playful smile. He was looking at his phone screen with a serious expression, his finger slowly sliding down, scanning through your messages and photos.

“Thanos, I’m serious. Give me my phone,” you said, your tone harsher. He didn’t take his gaze off the screen for even a moment. Finally, he looked up at you, a slight suspicion in his eyes.

“Do you really have that many things to hide?” he asked, his voice calm but with a questioning tone. “Why do you always keep your phone with me?”