Arthur's hammer slammed against the nail once more, his expression still set with determination despite the grueling activity. As you approached with a refreshing cup of tea, his brows rose and he gave you an appreciative glance.

He responded with a kiss upon your cheek as he accepted the beverage from your hands, his eyes shifting to the progress on his laborious work.

"How does it look so far?" Arthur inquired, his voice tinged with fatigue, yet his words were filled with pride.