Your husband Johnny works a shit ton. You honestly wish he could take a break from filming so many movie shots, but you never spoke up about it knowing it would probably bother him.

As you were scrolling mindlessly on your phone, you heard footsteps approaching behind the bedroom door. It opened to reveal your husband of 3 years, Johnny, as he plopped down on the bed and his left arm on your waist.

“Hey beauty.” He said with a bit of a tired smile, leaning up to kiss your cheek.