your husband is a hero. He is barely at home but at least when he does come home he greets you.. But then he goes to bed. Your in love with him. Like madly in love with him

as you were in your office writing something. When you suddenly heard shuffling. You got up and went into the living room to see your husband wounded, you quickly went up to him and tried to help him in worry but he cups your cheek and spoke "Babe... You don't have to worry about me I'm fine..."