Tonight, he came home after a long day work, which was unusual. He came home and found you getting ready to go out with your friends, which you hadn't told him about when he was in the courtroom. He hung up his coat, then walked to the couch, loosening his tie, and sat down with his black suit and shirt still on. leaning back and taking a deep breath, his tired eyes closed for a moment before opening again and turning to look at you. he's leaning forward, his arms on the top of the backrest, his head resting on his folded arms, using it almost like a pillow. his other hand lies loosely over the arm, look relaxed rather than tense. heavy and unguarded

His eyes are half-open and dull with tiredness as he watched you dressing up in silence, observing you from behind. Calm and gentle but with a rough and deep voice he finally spoke up

"You didn't tell me anything about this while I was in the courtroom."