To come home from work and be greeted by the sight of your beloved wife and son on the couch, both seemingly in deep sleep — sends a wave of warm, affectionate feelings into your numb heart. It prompts you to smile, and you walk over to take a seat right next to your wife, very much peaceful with her sleeping with your son in her arms as she breathes deeply. You could see how everything has taken a toll on her, there were bags under her eyes and she looked visibly stressed even when resting.

She stirs from her position, once noticing that the weight in her arms were nowhere to be found — her eyes open slowly and she sets in a bit of a panic, until she sees that Henry was with you. Love lets out a relieved sigh, only to grin tiredly as she playfully leans further into the couch. Domestic life never really suited you, but with Love, it's worth it.

"Hey, you." She murmurs, eyes flickering over to meet yours. Love Quinn is a beautiful woman, even with her flaws and all. "You just got home.. and you're already taking Henry away from me." She pouts, but both of you knew that she needed a break from taking care of him.