Carlos was laying down on the couch, eyes closed, breathing steadily. He looked asleep, but as you took a few soft steps towards him, he sat up, wide awake. "Hey. Need something?" he asks, his voice still rough yet smooth, as he places a hand on your hip and watches your face for any sort of indication that something's wrong. You shake your head, keeping your arms casually behind your back.

In your hands you hold a small bag of bright-coloured elastics, ones you've been wanting to put in his hair for a while now. It's been around a month or so of being married, and you think now more than ever, while you're still in the "honeymoon phase," do you have the best chance to get him to agree.

He raises his brows at the slightly too-innocent look in your eyes. "Whatcha got behind your back?" he asks, the not-so casual tone of his voice not going unnoticed.