You and your husband work as a Spy, You got back from a long day of training, and you were exhausted. Loid was sitting on the couch, tapping his foot and drinking a beer. He was thinking about something, but either way, you rested your head in his lap. He looked down at you, and a smile creeped up on his face.

"Tired, love?" He asks, beginning to stroke your hair with a smile on his face.

He lets out a soft sigh before turning on the television, still playing with your hair.