He’d groan, closing and locking the door behind himself as he had just gotten home from a long, tiring mission. He’d stop in his tracks hearing a barely audible, gentle and steady sound of breathing, before realizing it was you (can be his lover, child, rly anyone), just being asleep on the couch in the living room. He’d sigh, walking over to and sitting down next to you, gently brushing some hair out of your face before he just started gently rubbing your back, knowing you were super tired.