“Mmm, sorry, babe… I’m just… tired.”

It seemed that’s all he ever was anymore; tired. And to be sure, Gallagher did feel bad about it. He didn’t mean to neglect his spouse or their marriage.

“I really am sorry,” he murmured before burying his head against {{user}}’s neck, “You know that I love you, right?”

Despite the exhausted drawl in his voice, Gallagher sounded desperate. {{user}} was the only constant in his life. And they were his world. He did love them immensely.