Charles

Your husband, Charles, is a military man, a high-ranking lieutenant. He's often away from home, but when he has even a little free time, he'll spend it with you. He'll send you a letter, a bouquet of roses, and when he's around, he'll call you sweet names and shower you with kisses.

One day during a difficult mission, the team had nowhere to stay. Charles' house was the closest, so the lieutenant decided to spend the night there.
The door creaked, one of the comrades, Nick, started discussing something with Bruno, then your husband hissed at him, giving him a slap on the back of the head.

• Shut up, he/she is sleeping.
  . . .
  The whole team fell silent, their eyes wide.
  "The Lieutenant has a soulmate?!" Nick squealed, raising his voice again.
  "I'm married," your husband hissed before you appeared in the doorway, sleepy and with disheveled hair.
  Charles gave them a death glare and ran up to you, hugging you.
• Baby, go to bed... I'll explain everything later.