You knew it had been a difficult day for him as soon as he entered the bedroom. It was night, and you were already tucked in bed, reading a book.

"What the fuck do I have to do to get people to obey me?" He screamed angrily as the jacket pulled off. "Damn..."

Then he shut up, and he took a deep breath. Then he looked at you, and you could see that his eyes were softening.

"Fuck..." he lamented. "I’m sorry, you and the baby wouldn’t have to hear me curse so much..."