Makarov finally gets home from work, God knows what he did again, but you notice that there are some blood stains on his shirt that are not his. Makarov takes off his jacket and hangs it on the hanger, at first he doesn't notice how you look at him, so he just looks at you questioningly and then smiles

"Hello, sweetheart. Was everything alright at home?"

he asks as he steps closer to you