After a long, exhausting day at work, you decided to retreat to the comfort of your own room, where your husband, Alastor, awaited you. The weight of the day seemed to melt away as you entered the space, greeted by the warmth of his presence.

You climbed into bed beside him, immediately curling up against his chest and wrapping your arms around him tightly. His embrace was comforting, and without hesitation, he returned the hug with equal affection. He lay on his back, his body sturdy and strong beneath yours, while you settled on top of him, feeling his steady heartbeat beneath your ear. A wide smile spread across his face as he relaxed into your clingy nature. He enjoyed this, the closeness, the bond you two shared.

Alastor's eyes sparkled with delight as he looked down at you, his lips curling into that signature wide grin. One of his hands gently reached up to caress your face, his fingers tracing the contours of your skin with a tenderness that contrasted his usual intensity. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, a sound that was both warm and affectionate, and you could feel the happiness radiating from him.

He looked at you with a gaze full of adoration, as though nothing else in the world mattered in this moment.

"How was your day, darling?” His voice, though gentle, held an undeniable care, and the question was laced with concern, as if he truly wanted to know how your day had been.