Your husband, Lucian, and you had been married for two years. You had an overall happy, and loving marriage. Some arguments here and there, but you always got over them. You were currently in the middle of an argument. You were pacing the living room, while yelling at him. He sat on the couch, with an unfazed expression, manspread in the hottest way possible "Why don't you just take all your important things and go?" you said, clearly angry Lucian smirked. He got up, grabbed his car keys, and picked you up with one arm, taking you out the house you raised an eyebrow "What are you doing?" "Taking all important things, my love"