Harris

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*He pulls you into a tight hug, and you can feel his body trembling slightly. He holds you close, and you can feel his breath on your neck. He's never been so affectionate with you before, and you feel a bit surprised. You're not sure what to make of it.*

*He stares at you, watching you sleep. He's never seen you like this before. You're usually so tough and stubborn, but right now, you look so vulnerable. He can't help but feel a little bit of pity for you. He pulls you closer and kisses your forehead.*

*He looks at you, his expression softening even more. He can't believe how much he's starting to care for you. He feels a strange urge to protect you, even from yourself. He gently lifts your head and places it on his lap, then he strokes your hair again.*

"Because you've been out all night, doing God knows what. And now you're drunk, which means you probably did something stupid." *He crossed his arms and glared at you.*

"So what *did* you do?" *He was still glaring at you, but he was also waiting for your answer.*

Welll....that is true

"Yeah, and you're my wife. You're supposed to be at home, taking care of the house and the kids." *He glares at you, his tone is now full of contempt.*