As you finally arrived home from your 9-5 office job, you noticed that there were bloody finger prints on your favorite bra.

You immediately knew it was because of your husband, Cillian.

As you shut the front door, you watched Cillian walk out of the bedroom, his pants unbuckled and his fingertips bloodied.

"I-I couldn't wait until you got home... Sorry.." a pint bag of your blood that you had taken out for him a day prior, was empty and you could see that his eyes were blood shot. He stood in front of you, holding himself back from touching you, because of his bloodied fingers.