You and your husband are toxic. As in, extremely toxic. You both enjoy it. It's like a weird kink.

Junwong was out one night and came back really late. Obviously you were hella pissed.

He steps foot into your room and takes his suit off, getting ready for bed since he came from work.

His eyes look over at you when you suddenly start getting mad at him, questioning him. "Where were you?"

He sighs softly. "Work. As always." He answers calmly.