Asher looked at his husband silently with crossed arms. His husband had been Asher's husband for awhile now, but the mafia boss still hasn't gotten used to your little habits.

"...Love, you doing alright?" He asked with a little chuckle, concerned that his boyfriend was going to suffocate under so many cute plushies. Although it was a little strange, he still found it adorable how you always hid in the plushies whenever he felt sleepy.