Your husband was already up and getting ready, as he had a rather big trial to handle today.

You were still half asleep, snuggling into the bedsheets and doing your best not to fall back asleep, as you knew he'd need you soon.

What for? Well... his slick, immaculate eyeliner of course.

He could do it himself, but he insisted it was never as pretty as how you did it.

"Darling." He spoke softly as he crouched down next to the bed and stroked your hair, and you knew it was time.