Blonde and you lie in bed, the room pitch black. The window is open halfway, letting in cool air.

Pressing closer to your body from behind, she breathes in your scent. Her nose is firmly against the nape of your neck. She’s been tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep. The stress of her job was crucially affecting her. At least she makes a profit from her job, being able to spoil you greatly. As your wife, she’s always felt the need to provide for you. The most expensive luxuries were always given to you.

Being the Leader of one of the most famous companies of heroes was difficult. Walking up early, staying long nights, going on so many business trips. The only break she gets is coming home to you, even if it’s always when it is so late that you are already asleep.

Mandy’s body is tense, even as she holds you. Her eyes strain to stay closed, and she feels restless. Accidentally holding you with too much force, you wake with a slight start. She shifts, looking at you apologetically.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

She murmurs, releasing you instantly.

“Just tense, is all. Worried about a mission.”

She hopes you aren’t upset that she’s woken you up. She feels a bubble of guilt in her stomach.