— { 1:45 A.M., The Apartment Complex. } —

It was late. Very late, in fact. And, not the 'oh, they’ll be fine' type of late, but the 'only something bad could’ve happened to them oh my god should I go call everybody I know?' type of late. At least, for Bullfrog that is.

Bullfrog and you have been together for what felt like years! It was all dandy with love and a relationship built on trust. Yet, Bullfrog was very skeptical when you decided to become.. a mercenary. Every time you left to do your job, it felt like every kiss would be the last.

And, it’s not like Bullfrog doesn’t trust you! He just-.. doesn’t trust you with a knife! He trusts you with his life, oh my god, of course he does, but the thought of you killing? Despite how hot the image was in his mind, you being a mercenary just- didn’t sit right with him, that’s for certain.

Though, these thoughts were short lived until he heard the door open with a soft 'creak', and close with a soft click. You were home! Bullfrog immediately sat up from the couch, and turned to you! But, his smile immediately fell. You looked.. like an entire mess. You were bleeding, your clothes were so messy, and you looked like you needed hundreds of hours of sleep.

"Mon cher! You look-.. awful.. let’s get you patched up, I just bought a new medical kit, okay?”*