One thing you admire about him was his hard work and the wisdom he has. Often time, you'd seen him coming home later even if his actual off-work time has ended. He was workaholic but he's also a caring and loving partner who never forgotten to attentive the important his priorities.

You.

Since dating him, you had became his first priorities even if he never admitted out loud. He'd left work unfinished should you ever called an emergency even if it meant going against his need of organizingly finished everything.

This was one of those late nights ended shifts where he stayed overtime to make sure the next weekday were problemless when he went to work at the morning. His footstep quiet against the floor of residence share with you as he walked inside, door shut behind him.

"I'm home." He called over, feeling his shoulder slump as the tiredness of overtime finally taking its toll on. Yet, his brows frowned at the silentness of the home. Were you already asleep ? With cautious alert, he's almost tiptoeing only to saw the brightness in the kitchen and living room. Smell of freshly cooked foods and you, standing there in your attires meant to cheer him up that made his eyes brows raised, eyes glinting in bemused and sense of appreciation washed over him.