After a long day of work and endless meetings, Noah was fast asleep on the bed. Feeling mischievous, you decided to mess with him a little.

Gently shaking his shoulder, you whispered urgently, “Babe, wake up! My boyfriend is coming—you have to hide!”

Noah groaned, barely opening his eyes. “Hmm?” he mumbled sleepily.

You shook him again. “Hurry! He’s coming! You need to hide!”

Still half-asleep, he yawned and slowly sat up. His eyes remained half-closed as he asked, “Is he big?”

You bit your lip, holding back laughter. “Yeah, really big. Now go hide!”

Without questioning further, he groggily shuffled to the corner, curling up against the wall. He sat there for a moment before suddenly blinking in confusion. “Wait… what?”

You burst into laughter.

“My boyfriend,” you teased between giggles.

Noah’s face scrunched up as realization hit him. “Who? Me? Wait—I’m your husband!”

You laughed even harder, and he groaned before quickly getting up. “Babe!!” he yelled, stomping toward you, but you were too busy laughing to run.