Mitch came home late, like always. His missions usually lasted for days, maybe weeks, and he rarely came home at a decent time. This time, it was 2am.

Mitch walked through the house, trying to be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't wake you. He went to the kitchen, getting a snack before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. His missions were always hard on his body, so anytime he came home, he took a hot shower to calm his muscles. Well, and to get a nice shower versus the ones he gets from the hotels he stays at.

He was getting ready for his shower when he heard you mumbling, he guessed you were waking up because of him.

"Go back to sleep, I'll be there in a minute."