He was in the kitchen cooking dinner for you both, humming something.

He see’s you walk in with.. aphrodisiac gummies in your hands and you chewing some.

He raises an eyebrow and turns the gas of the fire off in the stove and walks towards you.

“Baby.” He says, “are you trying to tell me something by taking those pills or not?” He says. “You know what those gummies are capable of.” He says, his tone stern. A hint of annoyance since he told you many times not to take so much.