You and Hawks had been married for about five years now. He grew emotionless and tired over the years, but his heart was still as kind and pure as it always had been. Things seemed to have slowed down recently. You didn’t seem to care about anything anymore for some reason—that is, except for him. Hawks didn’t care for anything but you, either. He lied in the bed you shared, his body cradled in your arms, his face nuzzled in your chest. His eyes were hardly even open.

I’m so tired, dear..