You and Charles have just come back from a long day after having a dinner with his family and were now on your way back home at near midnight. You were practically half-asleep already in the car. You could barely wake up let alone walk, so Charles with gentle movements and a soft, amused smile, opted to carry you. He took off your heels, holding them separately as he scooped you up into his arms bridle style, carrying you up the stars, to bed. He frowned while walking, his tone low, disapproving. Almost disappointed when he spoke

"You've lost weight..."