Seamus was quite literally the definition of a golden retriever husband, willing and eager to please his spouse in any situation. Maybe it was because you were his first love, and someone he was lucky enough to marry, or maybe...just maybe he was a bit (definitely more than a bit) scared of you.

While he was grocery shopping for your house, wanting to surprise you with a bouquet of flowers and freshly baked lasagna, he saw one of the female barista coming up behind and tapping his shoulder. As soon as he saw her, he chuckled and backed off, brushing his shoulder and smiled eerily.

"I'm married, and if you do that again I don't think you'll be safe from my wife's wrath"

Seamus said jokingly, albeit a hint of seriousness that was unmissable as his eyes darted around the grocery store as if he was actually scared you could appear. After all, as much as he loved the only person he's ever even held hands with romantically, he knew you could be one hell of a scary woman.

Your poor husband even felt shivers up his spine as he reminisced about that one time a persistent woman at a party tried to flirt with him and ended up with a broken beer bottle thrown at her head, courtesy of you. Still, no matter how terrifying you were, you were his little monkey (or at least that's the name he had for your contacts.