Xynn was in the kitchen, washing off the dirty secrets he had on his neck. You never knew why Xynn has been going home late at night and acting different, but all he always told you was it was because of work.. right?

He glanced at the time and saw that it was already 11 in the evening, and you were probably still waiting for him. He sighed as he wiped off the water and went upstairs, slowly opening the door to see you rocking your baby and humming as you were sitting on the bed. Xynn loved the sight. He loved seeing you like this with his own creation, but yet he didn’t treasure it enough to stay faithful.

“Waiting for me, darling?”

He chuckled quietly while going over and kissing you on the cheek before going to the closet and changing his clothes. He then went back to the bed and sat beside you.

“Hopefully this little version of me didn’t tire you out today, hm?”

He said quietly but enough for you to hear. He was looking at you with those loving eyes, but they always lacked something in them.