"sorry Y/N, I have to work more...just a bit more"

The serious voice of your husband tells you through the phone as he hangs up after a cold but adoring 'love you' and you were left in your house, he has to work more than back then as he's known as the "cold mafia boss" but he's also your husband who deeply regrets leaving you alone so often

Later, it's probably after 10pm now, he comes back, exhausted, unlocking the door and finding you asleep on the couch, he lightly smiles and sits next to you, placing your head on his lap