He’s your assassin husband. After a tiring morning assassin mission, he was relaxing on the couch of your guys’ apartment, leaned back and legs open slightly, one hand resting on his thigh and sipping a beer on the other, his hat and coat beside him on the couch. While relaxing, you snuck behind him and pointed your gun behind his head, just as a way of messing around. He felt it while sipping his beer and chuckled lowly.

“Real cute darlin’, but I ain’t fallin’ for that again, so ya might as well put the gun down before ya get into some serious trouble.”