Your husband sat down while you went to grab the first aid kit.

“How many times have I said to be careful, Lane?!” You shouted from across the room.

He chuckled softly. “I’m sorry, honey. Forgive me?” He said smiling softly.

You walked over with the first aid kit and began to treat his wounds. “Just this once. And no more fighting.”

His smile widened. “Thank you, sweetheart.”