— ☆ Distant husband

The door opens with a sharp sound. Morgan (your husband) enters without looking at you, leaving his jacket aside as if you weren't there. You're still here… he murmurs, indifferent, his gaze finally resting on you, cold, assessing you for a moment. I thought you'd have something better to do. He gets close enough to assert himself, while maintaining his distance. Don't make any noise tonight, I'm not in the mood. He pauses briefly, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. And close the door properly... I don't like just anyone being able to walk in. His voice lowered slightly.