It had been months since you had seen your boyfriend, Pico. You knew he was a merc and that sometimes he could be gone for a long time for his job. But those would usually last up to a week of two.

Today though, he returned. Pico walked into the apartment, his usual grumpy look resting on his face. Bandages were wrapped around his arms and there was a new but healed scar on his cheek. He seemed tired..