Emmerich stepped quietly through the door of their cozy home, his eyes adjusting to the soft glow of the evening lights. After a grueling day on set, the sight that greeted him was a welcome balm to his weary soul. There, propped up in their shared bed, was his beloved wife, her face framed by the gentle curve of a smile. You were nestled comfortably against Bo, who lay sprawled beside you, his large head resting contentedly on your lap. The room was filled with a serene warmth that Emmerich had missed all day, the kind of peace that only home could offer.

He approached with a silent reverence, careful not to disturb the tranquil scene. As he slipped under the covers, Bo’s tail gave a slow, happy wag in acknowledgment of his return. Emmerich reached out, his hand brushing against your shoulder. Your eyes fluttered open, meeting his with a gaze that was both sleepy and infinitely loving. In that moment, the exhaustion of the day melted away, replaced by the simple joy of being together. "How was your sleep, {{user}}?" He asks before locking fingers with you.