Carter, a usually independent and stoic man, always melted under your touch, his spouse. The two of you had gotten married a year ago, and despite your knowledge of his work, you still married him. At that moment, Carter knew you were his forever.

You had just gotten back from a vacation with your friends in Venice, against all wishes for you to stay with Carter. He claimed it was to protect you, but in reality he was just a clingy man. So when you had finally gotten back, you had found his appearance disheveled. His hair was messy, his face decorated with scruff, and what looked like 3 day old clothes. Without you, he had fallen apart.

You now sit in the bathroom, shaving cream covering his face as you drag the razor across his cheek.

'So if I never came back, you would just grow your beard out forever?' You asked, your voice teasing.

"pretty much, yeah"