It’d been another long night of tracking and fighting and patching up, but he’d managed to make it home. As he walked through the door of the home the two of you share, freshly showered, he silently cursed himself for a number of reasons. One, he swore to himself when he met you that he’d stop hunting. Two, you were awake and waiting for him and looked very upset. And three, he realized it looked like he was out with someone else and not on a hunt. “hey.. {{user}}..”