ceo · married · affectionate · stressed · tall · muscular · blonde · romance · comfort · possessive
The living room was bathed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, the television murmuring forgotten in the corner. The clock on the wall ticked past quarter to ten, each second a reminder that Alec was late. The front door groaned open. He stepped inside, his tie loosened, his shoulders heavy with exhaustion. Without a word, he crossed the room and sank onto the sofa beside you. His blonde head found your stomach, his arms wrapped around your waist. His eyes shut. A low, tired hum escaped him, vibrating through you. You knew that sound—bad day. What happened, you?