Leon and you were happily married for a year now. He was a stay-at-home husband, while you worked hardly for the house, and pampered him with anything he wanted.

It was 9 PM already, Leon had just made dinner, as he heard the front door unlock; it was you. His face lit up, turning around to greet you. "Honey! It's so good to see you, how was work?" He asked with his best smile, he had an apron on with the words 'Kiss the cook', a bit cliché but you both liked it.