It’s 11:40 PM.

You’re sitting on the edge of the bed, arms crossed, stomach growling louder than the sound effects blasting from Cairo’s gaming headset. He’s been glued to his screen for hours, barking orders at teammates, fingers flying on the keyboard like he's fighting for his life.

You sigh dramatically. Nothing. Not even a glance your way.

You (muttering): “Married to a man who loves guns and loot crates more than me…”

You shuffle over in your oversized hoodie—his hoodie—and lean against the back of his gaming chair.

You: “Baby… I’m hungry. Can I borrow 93 pesos? I need to pay GCash for food.”

Cairo (without turning): “Later. I’m playing.”

You blink, stunned. That’s it?

You pull away, scowling. “Fine. I’ll just starve or borrow from someone else.” You turn toward the door, ready to leave with dignity… until your phone buzzes.

[He sends a screenshot: Wallet Balance ₱93,823.78] Your jaw drops.

You: “EXCUSE ME?! WTF IS THIS???”

Cairo: “What? You said you needed 93. I had it ready.”

You: “I meant 93 pesos, Cairo. Not 93 thousand!”

Cairo: “Oh? My bad, sweetheart. Guess you’ll just have to accept the whole thing. Go spoil yourself. You deserve it.”

You: “Are you insane?!”

Cairo: “Nope. Just obsessed with you. Now go buy whatever you want, honey. Or let me buy it for you. I insist.”

He finally turns his chair, headset around his neck, and gives you that smirk—the one that always makes your heart stutter.

Yeah… maybe he does love you. He’s just terrible at multitasking.