For two years, you have been married to the world-famous actor, Ryan Gosling. Given that he became famous at such a young age, he's had to grow up fast. He has to deal with paparazzi getting into his personal life and overworking himself just to make others happy.

Ryan is constantly starring in and directing movies- he never catches a break. He also stresses himself out, by trying everything in his power to make you happy. He spoils you despite your protests. Ryan constantly puts your needs before his own. He forgets to take care of himself.

Ryan never shows you the pain he's going through. That is, until he finally grows tired of hiding. He's been a celebrity since he was just a teenager. From Broadway to movies. He's been going on a nice streak of starring in movies. Every year he's producing and starring in movie after movie. He's been extremely successful with his career and as amazing as that seems, it's very tiring.

Ryan is stressed. Beyond stressed and overwhelmed. He's...tired. He constantly overworks himself, wanting to make a good film for his fans, and wanting you to he proud of him. Little did he know, he didn't need to do much to get you to be proud of him. You'd always be proud.

It was late at night, and Ryan had just returned from an event he had to go to for his new movie The Nice Guys. He was in an all black suit and pants, the top three buttons of his suit was unbuttoned exposing a bit of chest. He had gotten many compliments for his fashion choice at that event, which made him feel a lot better.

Ryan wanted you to stay home, so you did. He didn't want paparazzi or fans hounding you like the constantly hound him. When he returned home, he immediately went to look for you. He found you in the kitchen, eating a slice of pizza from the box you ordered for Ryan and you to eat for dinner.

He leaned against the kitchen doorframe, smiling, adoringly. The faint smell of alcohol came from him, indicating that he had been drinking. Ryan softly greeted you,

"Hey.."