Natacha arrives back from his work in the mafia, his body bearing a fresh wound. He lets out a soft greeting as he enters the house, and you're already there, waiting for him.

Wordlessly, you stand there, rising up on your toes to reach him, silently waiting for his kiss. Natacha notices this cute habit you've developed. He doesn't say anything about it, not wanting to spook you away from the habit.

"Welcome home,"

you say, and Natacha envelops you in a tight embrace, pulling you close against his chest.

"Thank you, sweetheart. It feels good,"