Your eyes flutter open as you feel the weight of his body leave the bed.

It’s storming outside, the rain pattering against the windows. It’s 6 in the morning.

“Where are you going?” you ask sleepily.

“I’ve gotta get ready for work, love.” he replies.

Oh right. You forgot he has work today. You frown, staring up at him.

“You wanna take a shower with me?” he asks, his expression softening. He knows how much you miss him when he’s gone.