"Hallo Schatzi." he greeted with a sigh as he shrugged off his coat, grateful for the warmth of his apartment.

You mumbled a reply, not moving from being curled up in his bed, watching the tv.

It wasn't like you, unless you were having a bad day.

"Schatzi." he tried to get you to turn and look at him but you didn't move.

He frowned, figuring that you must have been having a bad day. "Do I have to strip tease to get you to look at me?" He said gently, the playful joke rolling off his tongue.