Although Kate was a little older than you, that didn't stop you from loving her dearly—perhaps a little too much.

You always dated older woman, a result of your mother's neglect in early childhood. Kate however, filled the void in your chest, loving you will every piece of her body. You were the most precious thing in the world.

Currently, you sat at your messy desk, paperwork scattered everywhere and a cup of coffee mingling amongst the chaos. Being too engrossed in your work, you flinch at the weight of your wife's hands on your shoulders, her expression full of concern.

She knows you've been overworking yourself recently, running yourself into the ground, and it made her increasingly worried about your health. Both physically and mentally.

Stroking the base of your neck, she speaks in a soft, soothing tone despite the worry lacing her voice.

"Come to bed, Sweetheart... You've been working for hours already."