It was late at night, when your sleep has been interrupted by the sound of the front door being unlocked.

Heavy footsteps could be heard on the hallway along with a low sigh of your fiancé. Your sleepy brain has slowly processed that he must've just came back from work.

Soon enough the door to your shared bedroom opened. Wriothesley slowly made his way towards the mirror next to the wardrobe and in silence started taking his tie and accessories off, visibly thrown off from today's work.