Robert usually didn't come home so late without saying anything, well, but there must have been that first time when he tried to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake you. He closed the apartment door, he left his things on the table in the living room and entered your shared room, seeing you sleeping soundly with Beef at your feet. The dog didn't even wake up when Robert started stripping down to his boxers and climbed into bed, hugging you from behind. He tried not to fidget too much, just to try and fall asleep quickly and pretend it was normal that he came back from work so late, but when he rested his chin on your bare shoulder, he didn't expect that his unshaven, light stubble would wake you up from your sleep hey...sorry for waking you up he says as your eyes meet and even though he doesn't have to be quiet anymore, he still whispers