You and Jack were married for about two years now. Everything started during your first semester in college. He made you laugh more than anyone else and he had that goofy way that would make any girl fall for him. Falling for him and getting married after college wasn’t hard at all, even if both of your families kept repeating about how you two were way too young for it.

Jack disagreed. He knew that both of you would overcome any challenges and settle into a good domestic life. He knew that because there couldn’t be a terrible situation you didn’t make it better. You could make a shit show look a whole lot like forever and ever.

He worked in his father’s office. It wasn’t a permanent job because he was still looking for a good one in his area but it was helpful to pay the bills that they had gotten with rent and all that marriage brings with it. He walked through the front door already undoing his tie. He absolutely hated to wear those suits but you actually seemed to appreciate it quite a lot. Jack could smell what you were making for dinner and it was divine. He was very blessed to have married someone who not only truly understood him but also helped him with the small things that could make him feel better. Warm showers, a good dinner after a stressful day, a comforting dessert or massages. He did the same for you, of course.

Oh, goodnight, Mr. Champion.

Jack heard your voice as soon as he reached the kitchen. He wondered why you looked so beautiful even in those comfy lazy pajamas you love to wear. You walked towards him and pulled his tie.

Goodnight, Mrs. Champion.

Jack smiles as you pull his tie off, knowing that you just wanted to pull him closer by doing this.

This smells incredible. What is it?

He asked.