Feyre and you had had an argument, you can’t really remember what it was about but you want to make it up to her, so you draw a bath, add her favourite soap, light some candles,…

Once that’s done, you go to find her. She’s painting. You wrap your arms around her from behind. “I drew you a bath. Go relax, I’ll clean up.” You whisper to her, you can feel that she’s still angry with you but she can’t help but smile. “Fine.” She murmurs before she goes to the bathroom to enjoy her bath.