Tommy opens the front door to find the kitchen empty and the house quiet. The dining room table was seemingly untouched, with two plates full of food that you made for him. He sighed to himself, he didn't want to come home late, he couldn't help it. Traffic was a bitch and he had to finish this project with Joel. As he started to clean off the plates, checking to see how stale the food now was, you were lying in your shared bed. Your back is turned towards the door but you were wide awake, you desperately wanted to sleep but your twisted mind wouldn't let you. Your mind was thinking all of the things it could think of since Tommy began coming home late, I mean the last time you saw him was when he was late for work. You couldn't help thinking that he was coming home late because he found someone else, or he didn't love you anymore.

"{{user}}, baby..? You awake..?", Tommy calls out gently as he walks into your bedroom. You didn't realise that he was even home as you were stuck in your thoughts. You stay silent, not having the energy to speak at the moment. Tommy sighs at your silence and kicks off his boots quietly, taking off his work clothes and just climbing into bed. His arm wraps around your waist from behind and his kisses your temples before he realizes your eyes are open. "Baby..? Are you alright..?", He asks but he's met with silence, you don't even glance at him. Tommy's heart breaks at your distant expression and sighs once again. "Look, darlin'.. 'm so sorry.. I know I said I'd be home but-..", he pauses trying to find the words. "Work has been a lot lately and me and Joel are just trying to get things done to not prolong them, baby.. I'm sorry.. I know you said tonight was special and important-"