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The soft sunlight gently spilled into Bobby and Athena's cozy room, painting it with a thin layer of gold. The light carried a vitality that contrasted with Athena's exhaustion. She had worked five days and felt she couldn't be more tired than she was now. But the alarm clock ruthlessly rang the next moment, pulling Athena back to the messy reality she had to deal with. Reluctantly, she slowly opened her tired but still beautiful brown eyes as she reached to turn off her phone alarm and glanced at the screen displaying 6:55. She smiled and turned, wanting to sink into her man's warm arms. Her perfect way to start the day, as his hugs always solved everything. But to her surprise, Bobby's side was already empty. She touched his side, finding it cold, proof that he had left some time ago.

"Where is my husband?" Athena said, sighing in disappointment as she remembered her husband was at work.

Just as she was about to bury her face in his pillow, she noticed a note on it. She recognised Bobby's handwriting, he always wrote in clear, bold capital letters. “So he came home but didn’t wake me?” she thought.

-GOOD MORNING, BEAUTIFUL. I KNOW HOW HARD YOU WORK, AND I’M SO PROUD OF YOU. I LEFT SOMETHING FOR YOU IN THE FRIDGE. I LOVE YOU. BE SAFE. LOVE, BOBBY.-

Seeing Bobby's note brought a smile to her face. Maybe today wouldn’t be so bad after all, she thought. She buried her face in his pillow one last time, drawing strength from his smell. Suddenly, the alarm blared, snooze time was over.

"Fine." she grumbled as she sat up and stretched. Then she got dressed, and did her makeup.

After checking her make up was perfect in the mirror, she walked from the bedroom to the kitchen and saw that Bobby had already prepared her morning coffee. She get herself a cup immediately, and thanking her thoughtful man.

"Okay, let’s see what surprise is waiting for me." she said curiously as she opened the fridge. Athena picked up the bag inside, which had another note from Bobby.

-BABY, I KNOW YOU HAVE A MEETING WITH TOP MANAGEMENT THIS AFTERNOON, AND I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU HATE IT. SO I PREPARED LUNCH FOR YOU, HOPE YOU’II FEEL BETTER. YOU’RE THE BEAT PERSON I EVEN MET, SO YOU GOT THIS. I LOVE YOU. LOVE, BOBBY.-

"Oh, that man." Athena said, her smile widening. She carefully saved the note, got her bag and the lunch bag, then walked out the door.

Before entering the police station, Athena texted Bobby with a smile, even though she knew he might be on a call and wouldn’t reply right now.

~Baby, thank you for the lunch. I miss you so much.

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POLICE STATION

Athena walked into the bustling police station, her confident stride cutting through the morning chaos. She greeted every officer and staff member she passed with a smile. She walked into the break room, where the hum of the coffee machine and quiet chatter filled the air.

Putting her lunch bag in the fridge. Then she stepped into the locker room to change into her uniform, turn into Sergeant Nash. Just as she finished changing and walked to her desk, her phone chimed with a notification.

It was a message from Bobby and her lips curled into an involuntary smile as she read his words.

~I miss you too, my love. After shift, come to dinner at the firehouse?

~Of course.

~Great. See you soon. Be safe.

~You know I work at the desk all day today.

~Still, home safe. I love you.

~I love you. Home safe.

With a warmth in her chest, Athena set her phone aside and looked up only to find Rick standing near and wearing a knowing smirk.

“I guess that was Bobby.” he teased, crossing his arms.

“Why would you assume that? It could been someone else.” Athena replied

“I don’t know maybe if you stopped smiling like that, I’d believe there’s someone else.”

“And how exactly am I smiling right now?” she challenged, raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know.” he laughed, shaking his head.

“You’re ridiculous.” Athena insisted.

“Buy a mirror. And don’t forget the meeting this afternoon.” Rick said, giving her a pointed look before walking away.

Athena shook her head, then turned her focus to the day’s tasks.

The police station was still busy and noisy, but her thoughts drifted to the moment with Bobby at night . That dinner was precious light in the stressful work.

How could Athena not know how she looked. Whenever Bobby came into her mind she couldn't help but smile sweetly. Bobby's warm boyish smile, his safe embrace, his loud energetic laugh. Everything about Bobby tugged at her heartstrings.

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FIREHOUSE

"Will Athena have lunch with us?" Buck lay lazily on the couch, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he watched Bobby type out a reply to the message.

"How did you know it's Athena?" Bobby frowned and asked, his fingers pausing mid-text as he tried to maintain a poker face.

"Cap, your face says everything." Chim teased.

"Well, I don't know my face talks." Bobby muttered, rubbing his suddenly warm cheeks with one hand while still holding his phone.

"You smile like a little boy who got a lot of candy. And we both know you never smile like that except when it's about Athena." Hen said confidently, leaning forward with her elbows on the kitchen counter.

"And you look like a teenager waiting for a girl you like to text back." Chim joked, nudging Bobby's elbow playfully, causing the older man to nearly drop his phone as the whole firehouse erupted in laughter.

"Alright, detectives." Bobby said, his ears turning pink as he raised his hands in surrender. "Athena won't join us for lunch, but she will come for dinner." His voice softened considerably when he said her name what made Hen and Chim exchanged knowing looks.

The spaghetti timer suddenly went off as he moved to the stove, clearly trying to hide his flustered expression by busying himself with dinner preparations.

Due to their conflicting work schedules, Bobby hadn't been able to spend quality time with his wife Athena for five long days. Their lives seemed to run on parallel tracks, always passing each other at the wrong moments. Every morning, as Bobby returned home exhausted from his shift, Athena was just getting ready to leave for her shift. They only had time for a hurried kiss and countless text messages to stay connected. Though they could see each other through calls, these chaotic workday glimpses were nothing like being together in person. A lot of times, Bobby had to exert tremendous willpower not to rush to her side and hold her tight. The only consolation was that after completing this 24-hour shift, he and Athena would finally have three days off together. Just thinking about it made Bobby can't stop his heart from racing. Knowing how exhausted Athena was from her consecutive long shifts made him ache for her even more. To show his love, Bobby decided to prepare a lunch surprise for Athena. He wanted her to know that even when they were apart, he was always thinking of her. This thought made him smile as he busied himself in the kitchen. After preparing lunch with excitement, Bobby quietly slipped back home. He first placed was the carefully prepared lunch bag in the kitchen, then started brewing coffee, knowing Athena would be waking up soon. Afterwards, he tiptoed into their room, the sun not yet fully risen but already casting a soft glow through the window. Sticking the sticky note on his pillow, Bobby moved to Athena's side of the bed and knelt down on one knee to admire her breathtaking face. The faint morning light gently illuminated her features, casting delicate shadows of her long lashes on the pillow. She was wearing his oversized LAFD shirt, her lips slightly parted, and one hand clutching the corner of the pillow. Bobby was almost lost in that moment, his heart overflowing with love for the woman who had stolen it completely. He leaned in and placed a feather-light kiss on her forehead, whispering "I love you" . With one last look, Bobby quietly stood up and headed back to the firehouse, carrying the warmth of that moment with him.

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POLICE STATION

The meeting lasted much longer than Athena had expected. She had to muster every ounce of self-control to keep from rolling her eyes in front of the higher. What was supposed to be a quick one-hour meeting dragged on until 2:00 PM, leaving her muscles stiff from prolonged sitting and her stomach growling. The moment the meeting end, Athena was ready to bolt out of the meeting room at a million miles an hour. But just as she was about to ran away , Elaine’s voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Athena, would you like to have lunch with us in my office?" Elaine asked with a warm smile.

"Us?" Athena confused.

"Yes. Rick and Lou." Elaine explained.

"Sure, why not? I just need to get my lunch from the break room." Athena said

"Okay. See you in my office." Elaine said before heading off.

Athena made a beeline for the break room, where she got the lovingly prepared lunch Bobby had packed for her and a bottle of water.
By the time she arrived at Elaine’s office, Rick and Lou were already seated around Elaine’s desk.

Athena took the seat next to Rick and unpacked her lunch bag, two neatly stacked Tupperware containers. One of them had a bright sticky note attached to it.

"Wow, now look at this! Another masterpiece by Bobby!" Rick shouted in an exaggerated tone, and Elaine and Lou both looked at Athena with curiosity.

"And Lunch box with love note." Lou couldn't resist teasing.

"Bobby just likes to cook for the people he loves." Athena protested with an amused smile as she picked up the sticky note to read.

-ATHENA, EVERY MORNING WHEN I WAS WAKE UP, I FIND MY HEART OVERFLOWING WITH LOVE FOR YOU. I’M SO LUCKY TO BE YOUR HUSBAND. I LOVE YOU. BOBBY.-

Athena’s heart instantly swelled with love for Bobby. That sweet man always makes sure that she knows that she is deeply loved. Unable to help herself, Athena showing a tender smile.

"Are you going to open these boxes or look at the note with that smile forever?" Rick teased again, Athena gave him a side-eye.

"I’m gonna open that." she said, her voice full of expectation.

Athena opened the first box, there had her favourite chocolate-chip waffles, drizzled with syrup and topped with whipped cream, just the way she loved them. What surprised her even more was that Bobby had shaped them into perfect hearts.

Then she opened the second box, peeled oranges because Bobby knew she hated the mess, heart-shaped strawberries and kiwi.

"Athena, your husband is setting an impossibly high standard for husbands in this world." Elaine chimed in, clearing her throat in mock seriousness.

"Should Bobby start a training class to teach people how to pamper their wife?" Lou chimed in.

"No, Bobby should teach people how to cook. The way to a woman's heart is through her stomach." Rick said.

"Alright alright, let start eating. I'm starving." Athena said with a smile, shaking her head.

Although Bobby is not around now, this thoughtful surprise had already warmed Athena's heart. Athena took a delicate bite of the heart-shaped waffle, and the sweet flavour blossomed in her mouth instantly, just like the love Bobby gave her.

She was looking forward to seeing Bobby later that evening, and this expectation made the corners of her mouth rise unconsciously.

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FIREHOUSE

As time passes, Bobby becomes more and more excited to see Athena. He kept looking at the stairway, imagining that she would be in front of him the next second. Meanwhile, he absentmindedly stirred the sauce in the pan, his mind had long since drifted elsewhere.

"Cap, don’t burn our dinner." Hen teased as she walked past him.

"I won’t." Bobby replied sternly, trying to brush off the fact that he’d been caught. And to cover up his nerves, he busied himself chopping vegetables for the salad. Yet, his mind still uncontrollably wandered back to Athena.

Before long, Bobby seemed to sense something, his heart began racing uncontrollably. He set down the knife and instinctively moved to the staircase to look. Sure enough, he saw that Athena, warmly hugging Hen in greeting. Bobby’s lips curled into the brightest smile without him even realising it. Athena too, as if sensing his presence, immediately looked up at him. Her eyes softened instantly and she smiled lovingly at him. When their eyes met, Bobby smiled so much it nearly reached his ears.

"Go get your man before he cuts himself or ruins our dinner." Hen joked from the side.

Athena chuckled softly as she climbed the stairs, step by step, closing the distance between them. With every step she took, Bobby’s heartbeat grew faster, as if it almost popped out of his chest. Yeah. Even after five years of marriage, she still had this effect on him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but it was no use.

"Hey sergeant. How was your day?" Bobby said, as his strong arms around her waist, pulling her closer. His fingertips gently traced the curve of her body, that familiar feeling of security came back to me.

"Not bad. Just miss you so much, captain. And thank you for your surprise lunch." She murmured, placing her hands on the nape of his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she snuggled into his arms. The warmth of his body against hers was a comfort she had longed for all day.

Bobby glanced around, ensuring they were alone before pressing his lips softly against hers. Her lips were intoxicatingly tender as if they were made just for him. The sweet, unique scent of her enveloped him. Let him bask in pure bliss. He couldn't ask for more. This moment, this closeness, was everything he had ever dreamed of. The world outside faded into a blur, leaving just the two of them, immersed in each other's arms.

As the kiss deepened, she pressed her hand to the back of his neck, her soft fingertips gently rubbing the outline of his hairline. Her warm tongue carefully probed between his lips, searching for the perfect rhythm. His response was fervent and sure, and their tongues danced a silent tango in a sweet encounter. Her legs trembled from the intensity of the kiss, her knees going weak as a satisfied sigh escaped from deep within her throat. He immediately pulled her closer with strong arms, pressing their chests together, their heartbeats seemed to merge into one. Their breathing grew more ragged and deep, each suck carried with unspeakable longing, their tongues painting sweet patterns only they could understand.

Only when their lungs screamed for air, they reluctantly part. And yet they remain in an intimate position with their foreheads pressed together. Slowly opening their satisfied eyes to look at each other, their moist eyes reflected each other's faces. Hot breaths intertwined between the two of them as they struggled to calm their disorganised panting, but they can't control the corners of their mouths that turn upward.

“What was that now?” Athena gazed at his cheeks flushed from the kiss and his slightly reddened lips with sweet confusion in her voice.

"Just showing my wife how much I miss her. And I love to give you surprise." Bobby blinked.

He released his tight embrace and instead cupped her face tenderly in his palms, as carefully as if it were a rare treasure. As his thumb brushed over her rosy cheekbones, Athena couldn't help but rub against his palm. He dropped a soft kiss on her forehead, a gesture so full of cherished meaning it made Athena's heart melt.

"Well I can feel that." Athena brushed her fingertips across his red, swollen lips with a sly glint in her eye.

"But I think...we might need to confirm that again." Suddenly she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his sensitive earlobe.

"As you wish, ma'am." These words made Bobby's pupils dilate instantly, and he smiled and leaned forward again.

"Is dinner ready?" Buck interrupted the cozy scene by appearing out of nowhere.

"Yes, buck, come help with the dishes." Bobby said with a sigh.

"Hey Athena, cap miss you so much." Buck said as he hugged Athena.

"I know that." Athena said, looking at the blushing Bobby.

"Buck you come or not." Bobby shakes his head.

"I’m coming. I'm so ready to eat."

After dinner, Bobby and Athena were sitting on the sofa, their fingers intertwined, their palms conveying silent love, Bobby's eyes were always on his wife, as if she was the only one left in the world. Athena was chatting with his team, and her slightly curved corners of the eyes and her adorable smile made Bobby mesmerised.

However, the fire station's alarm shrilled, cutting through the peace of the night, then Bobby and his teammates jumped up on reflex, quickly rushing downstairs to the fire trucks.

"I love you, Thena." he whispered, leaning down to drop a tender kiss on her cheek.

"I love you too. Home safe." Athena responded, her voice tinged with worry, yet trust.

Bobby nodded and turned to run to the fire truck. The sirens of the fire trucks faded away and Athena silently prayed for his safe return.

All the firefighters were exhausted after the chaos, and Bobby was no exception. All he wanted to do was change out of his soot-stained uniform and go home to sleep with Athena in his arms. When Bobby pushed open the door to his office, the sight in front of him filled his heart with warmth; Athena was curled up on the couch, sleeping like an angel.

Bobby approached gently, kneeling on one knee in front of the couch. He tenderly pinned the strands of hair that had fallen over her cheeks behind her ear, his fingertips gently tracing her delicate contours. The only sound left in the office was Athena's even breathing.

“This couch isn't too kind to your back, honey.” Bobby murmured in his mind. He quickly and quietly changed into his clothes, not wanting her to continue to sleep in this uncomfortable place for much longer.

“Thena, time to wake. Sweetheart?” Bobby's voice was softer than usual. He dropped a light kiss on her forehead and watched as she began to squirm.

“Emm…you back.” Athena rubbed her sleepy eyes, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Yes, I’m back baby. Why don’t you go home and sleep?” Bobby's large hands massaged her back in gentle circles, feeling her tense muscles gradually relax under his touch.

“I don't want to sleep alone in our bed.” Athena's pouting makes Bobby's heart melt.

“Okay. I’m here now. Let go home. Do you want me to carry you?”

“Yeah.” Athena blossomed into a sweet smile that made all the exhaustion worth it. Bobby leaned over and gave her a tender kiss before effortlessly lifting her up. Athena's legs naturally wrapped around his waist and she buried her face into the warmth of his nape, breathing in deeply the distinctive scent of his body, a mixture of light smoky flavour and the scent of his cologne.

“I got you, baby.” Bobby said softly, picking up her handbag with one hand and turning off the office lights.

Arriving at the truck, Bobby opened the door and gently placed Athena in the passenger seat, leaning over to fasten her seatbelt. During this process, Athena kept looking at him with half-smiled eyes and a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth.

“You good, gorgeous?” Bobby walked around to the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt and turned his head to ask.

“Yes, thanks to my big strong fireman.” Athena winked mischievously, enjoying watching Bobby's face turn red.

“Good. Let go home.” Bobby started the car with red-faced and took Athena's hand in his right.

The flashing neon lights outside the car window cast a gentle light on Athena's face, Athena in the co-pilot gradually drifted off to dreamland , Bobby glanced sideways at her from time to time, thinking that the feeling of being able to go home with his favourite person was happier than anything else.


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Bobby always cooked for the people in his life and cooking was his love language. He used food to say “I love you”. He always cooked with love at home, at the firehouse, and wanted people to be happy with his cooking. He would cook extra for May to take back to college so she wouldn't have to eat takeout, and he would bake different kinds of bread to keep Harry from going hungry after school. To his stepchildren, Bobby was like a magician. They told him what they wanted to eat, and no matter how complicated the process was, Bobby always made it, and it was even better than the pictures made it look. And today Athena wanted to do something for her husband, thank him for his love for her and the kids.

In the morning, she woke up naturally at seven o'clock before the alarm went off because of her sleeping habits. The warm sunlight poured in through the curtains, leaving golden shadows on the walls. She lay quietly staring up at the ceiling, her arms wrapped tightly around Bobby's pillow. Athena inhaled deeply, letting the scent of Bobby's pillow fill her senses, his reassuring scent of his usual cologne mixed with the scent of his shampoo, and closing her eyes, Athena could almost pretend that Bobby was lying next to her, wrapping his strong arms around her as usual, giving her endless security and warmth. But the pillow wasn't Bobby, no the heat of his body against hers, no the regular rise and fall of his chest, no the gentle kisses that landed on her lips when he woke up in the morning. Athena rolled over and looked at the picture frame on the nightstand that held a picture of them and their children taken at their wedding. Bobby's smile looked particularly warm in the morning light, and she couldn't help but smile at the memory of that day. After a few more minutes of lying there, Athena sighed in frustration, realising that there was no point in continuing to lie in bed without Bobby. Athena sat up and stretched, lifting the covers and touching her feet to the carpet before heading to the bathroom.

“Well, a new day begins.” Trying to dispel the loss in her heart, she silently counted down the time to get off work Bobby in her heart.

She walked into the kitchen wearing a snug white tank top and white knit cardigan with black skinny jeans. She walked around the kitchen with practiced ease. First, she made herself a pot of coffee, and the coffee maker hummed softly as the rich aroma of coffee gradually filled the kitchen. Then she cooked a simple breakfast of waffles and fresh fruit salad. After eating in peace, she was about to clean up the dishes when her cell phone screen lit up, and with a beep, she received a message from Bobby. The corners of her mouth lifted.

~Good Morning, honey. Hope you have a wonderful day. I'll be off work soon. And I can’t wait to see you. I love you.

~Good morning, my love. I can’t wait to see you too. I love you. Home safe.

~ You have already got up? Today is your day off. I thought you would get up a little later. Baby you need to take a good rest.

~I know but I can’t sleep well without you.

~Can I call you?

~Yes, I love to.

“Hey, beautiful.” Bobby said with a smile.

“Hey, handsome.” Athena said happily.

“I miss you so much.”

“Me too.” Athena said with a sigh, her hand tracking irregular patterns on her thigh.

“When I go home, maybe I can persuade you to take a nap.”

“I don’t know. I have better idea on our bed.” Athena flirt.

“Emm…It seems that I'm going home quickly.” Bobby blushed and giggled.

Suddenly, the alarm rang, breaking their warm time.

“Thena, I gotta go. I love you.”

“Okay. I love you too. Home safe.” Athena hung up the phone reluctantly.

When Athena was washing the dishes, she thought of how hard Bobby worked and how much love he brought to the family, so she thought of a dessert to thank Bobby for his hard work. Who wouldn't be happy to eat something sweet? Athena is not a better cook than him, but she can cook a delicious meal without any problem. Yet, making desserts wasn't her strong suit. For Bobby, she was willing to try.

Putting down the dried plates, she searched her phone for desserts that don't fail easily. It wasn't long before she decided to make uncomplicated chocolate chip cookies. Then she went out shopping for cookies and dinner ingredients. The thought of Bobby's surprised face and the sparkle in his eyes gave her the motivation to make the best cookies she could.

When she got home from shopping, Athena checked the time and saw that Bobby would not be home for another two hours."Great. I have enough time." she thought.

She placed her phone and the necessary ingredients on the kitchen counter. The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Athena's delicate face. She was full of anticipation and confidence as she prepared to bake a batch of delicious chocolate cookies for her beloved husband. Athena put on her “kiss the chef” apron and thought about the last “apron incident”, she smiled a little.

She whipped the butter and sugar until fluffy, added the vanilla extract and egg, then slowly mixed in the flour, added the chocolate evenly to the mixture, and preheated the oven. She carefully followed the recipe on her cell phone step by step, just trying to make the perfect cookie. When the oven was warmed up, she put the baking sheet in the oven and waited for the cookies to come out of the oven.

When the oven ding, Athena removed the baking sheet with great anticipation, but her smile freezes when she saw the cookies. She was surprised to find that instead of puffing up like the recipe described, the cookies flattened out and stuck to the baking sheet like pancakes.

“It doesn't matter what they look like, maybe these cookies are delicious.” Athena tried to cheer up.

Athena arranged the cookies on a plate. After cooling the cookies, she took a small taste with a little hope.

“Damn...these are rocks.” Athena watched as the supposedly crispy cookies turned into a pile of brown “rocks”.

Athena looked at the failure and wondered what step had gone wrong. Was the oven not hot enough? Too little flour? Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. “Thena, I'm home." Bobby yelled.

“Shit.”Athena immediately scanned the area for a place to hide the rocks, but it was too late, Bobby's footsteps were getting closer and closer. She panicked and hid the cookies behind her on the kitchen counter.

“Hey, honey you right here.” Bobby said with a smile as he saw Athena.

“Hey, You home.” Athena said avoiding Bobby's eyes.

“Baby what are you hiding behind you?” Bobby said looking at Athena's unnatural posture.

“Nothing.” She said. He squinted at her and gave her a look of disbelief.

“Athena you know that you always can tell me everything.” Bobby said as he lifted her chin and made her look into his loving eyes.

“Fine. Just promise you won't laugh.” she said with a sigh.

“I won't, my love.” he said seriously. Athena stepped aside and pointed to the tray of rocks that could be used as weapons.

"I wanted to surprise you, but look at these... They're hard enough to be LAPD's new weapon! I'm a terrible baker." Athena said dejectedly. Bobby couldn't help but laugh, not at the plate of cookies, but at how Athena described them." Bobby, you said you won’t laugh." Athena gave him a side-eye.

“I'm not baby. I just very happy you do this for me.” Bobby said as he put his strong arm around her waist. Her hand naturally rested on his hard chest to feel the steady beat of his heart. He leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss. They drew sweet circles around each other's tongues, filling the air with sucking sounds. Then Bobby stepped back a little to admire his wife's swollen lips and dark brown eyes that reappeared with a luminous haze.

"Honey, it's not how perfect the cookies are that counts, it's that you're willing to do this for me. That's one of the reasons I love you, you always give your all you can." Bobby gently wiped the flour from her cheeks with his big warm hand.

Bobby let her go and smiled as he picked up a cookie and examined it carefully." Hmmm, it does look very... Unique." He joked, tapping the cookie against the tabletop with a crisp sound, which made Athena laugh.

He took a bold bite of the hard cookie, which was indeed surprisingly hard, but he tried to look like he was savouring the food, even though Athena could clearly see him trying not to wince." Hmmm... Chewy! Very... Characterful! It's not bad, actually."

“Don't lie to me, these things will break your teeth.” Athena laughed and said.

"Honey, these cookies are like our love - indestructible. No matter how many storms and challenges we go through, our bond will only grow stronger and never break." He gently pulled Athena into his arms and said fondly, a warm smile on his face and love in his eyes.

“Oh...Bobby...” Athena said as she placed her hands on his cheeks, Bobby's understanding and humour always warmed Athena's heart and her frustration faded away, Bobby always had this magic ability to take the most mundane things and give them the most beautiful meaning.

“I really appreciate you trying to do something for me that you're not good at. I love you, Thena.” he said and kissed the tip of her nose making her smile cutely.

“I love you too.” she said looking into his warm brown eyes.

"Honey, you've had a busy afternoon, why don't you take a nap in the bedroom? I'll clean up the kitchen." Bobby suggested gently.

“Nope, unless you with me.”

“Okay.” Bobby said, suddenly slinger her over his shoulder and walked out of the kitchen.

“Bobby!!!” She let out a little scream. She believed he can carry her. She just felt really shocked.

“You said you want to go to bed.” He laughed and joked as he left her on the bed.

After a hot and steamy time, Bobby woke up and put his warm arms around Athena, watching her sleep peacefully on his bare chest." It's time." he thought. He snuck out of bed, making sure to move without waking her.

He picked up the clothes they had left on the floor and took his grey pyjama pants and her grey camisole and matching robe out of the drawer, placing them on the small couch at the end of the bed knowing that she would have to wear them later. He put on his pyjama pants without bothering to put on his shirt. Walking out of their room, he crept back into the kitchen in front of the plate of “rocks” she had made with love. He smiled and shook his head as he made a cup of hot coffee.

Piece by piece, Bobby patiently softened each cookie in the hot coffee and savoured it. Some of them were still so hard it hurt his teeth, and every bite felt like a challenge to his dental limits, but to Bobby they were perfect because they came from his favourite people.

“God, this is really hard,” Bobby muttered to himself, but with a spoiled smile on his face. And so, Bobby ate the whole plate of cookies without a single piece while his teeth protested. He cleaned the plate and then started to prepare dinner.

Athena was awakened by the smell of dinner. She smiled when she saw the pyjamas he had prepared for her on the small sofa at the end of the bed. She put on her pyjamas and followed the scent to the kitchen, where her heart skips a beat as she saw Bobby bare-chested cooking in the kitchen.

Bobby looked up and saw Athena staring at him, and he immediately broke into a boyish grin." Good morning, sleepy head. Did you rest well?" He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, and she immediately fell into his embrace, cuddling his broad shoulders. (She couldn't quite hold them because his shoulders were so wide.)

“Yeah. And I like what I saw when I wake.” Athena said flirting.

“What you saw baby?” Bobby asked, confused.

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yes, You. You shirtless cooking in the kitchen.” She stepped back and looked at his face as it turned red.

“Well...I glad you like it.” Bobby's face was as red as a rose.

They hugged again, enjoying a quiet moment with just each other." Are you ready for dinner?" he said. He kissed her cheek lightly.

“Yeah. Let me set the table.” Athena took out the plates in the kitchen, feeling like something was missing-the disaster she had created earlier. She looked around and couldn't find them, guessing Bobby might have thrown them in the trash, but they weren't there.

“Bobby where are those cookies?” she asked, confused.

“Right here.” he grinned and pointed to his stomach.

“You ate those rocks?” she asked, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“Actually, they're not bad” he said confidently.

“How? Those cookies were so hard they could have smashed through the floor.” She frowned.

“All you need to do is to open your mouth, bite and swallow them.” He joked.
“Bobby.” She tried to say seriously.

"There's nothing wrong with a good cup of coffee that can't be solved. I soaked them in coffee to soften them up." he said. Kissed her brow to stop her frowning.

“Oh Bobby, you don't have to do this.” she said. She hugged him tightly around his waist and pressed her face against his warm chest. His hands gently traced cozy circles on her back.

"I know, but you made them, so to me they're the most delicious cookies in the world. And I can't wait for your next baking attempt." He said gently.

“Your dentist won't be interested.” She said. Making Bobby laugh, feeling the vibrations in his chest when he laughed and his energetic laugh, making her unable to stop laughing with him.

“He won't. I can tell him that I can't stop eating cookies made by my wife.” He giggled.

“Thank you Bobby. I love you.” Athena whispered.

“I love you too. Maybe we can do this together next time.” he said and kissed her tenderly on the corner of the mouth.

The cookie, which was as hard as a rock and could be used as a weapon, was a testament to the sweet, rock-solid love between the happy couple.

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ONE

After working for three days, the couple finally had some time to spend together, and they didn't rush to get up in the morning, just to feel the security of each other's presence. They ate breakfast in their pajamas, Athena sitting on Bobby's lap, lazily eating the breakfast Bobby had prepared, exchanging lingering kisses and enjoying the quiet time they deserved.

“Bobby! You know I can walk.” Athena said with a smile, her arms around Bobby's neck, burying her face in crook of his neck.

"I know but I like carry my beautiful wife." Bobby said with a crazy grin, feeling the heat of her breath on his neck.

Bobby gently laid her down on the bed, his muscular arms on either side of her head, his body hanged over her, careful not to crush her. She blushed at the loving way he looked at her. “What?” Athena said, placing her hand on his cheek.

“Nothing. I was just wondering how in the world someone could be so beautiful.” Bobby looked into her sparkling eyes and said sincerely. He turned his head and kissed her palm.

“Come here my love.” She took him by the scruff of the neck and made him lean down and bury his face in her neck. Her sweet scent immediately filled his nostrils.

“You smell like love.” His voice was muffled and Athena's phone suddenly rang.“ You gotta be kidding me.” she said irritably

Reluctantly, he got up and pull her up to answer the phone. He watched her frown as she walked back and forth across the room.

Hanged up the phone, she stopped walking and looked guiltily at Bobby. “Elaine wants me to go back to the crime scene to help Rick with his investigation.” She said with a sigh and walked into Bobby's arms.

“Okay. Will you be in uniform or plain clothes?” Bobby rubbed her back and said.

"I guess plain clothes. Why?“ Athena asked suspiciously.

”The news said there's going to be a strong wind starting this afternoon, so I wanted to get you a jacket."

“Thank you. And I'm sorry.” Athena said, burying her face in his chest.

"It's okay baby. It's not your fault. You can't control an emergency." He left a soft kiss on her forehead.

“I need to get ready .” She sighed. And Bobby let her go and watched her walk to the bathroom. He opened Athena's closet and pulled out her favorite beige knit jacket, then laid it on the bed and ran the iron over it to make sure every crease was taken care of, and when he was done, he hung it up in the room to make sure she remembered to take it with her.

“Bye baby. I love you.” Athena said as she stood in the doorway.

“Tell me later if you'll be home for dinner. I love you. Home safe.” He leaned over and left a feather-light kiss on her face.

As Athena stood at the crime scene surrounded by a yellow police line, the cold wind mercilessly piercing her clothes, she tried to maintain a professional demeanor, not let her trembling interfere with her work. She remembered that she forgot to bring the coat that Bobby had prepared for her. Her fingers are already stiff from the cold, but she insisted on recording every detail of the scene.

“Are you ok?” Rick noticed her rubbing her hands together.

“Yes, I'm ok. Why ask?” Athena asked suspiciously.

“You look like you're freezing.”

“I really fine. Just gather the evidence and go back to the police station to discuss it with Elaine.” Athena said, and focusing on the evidence.

The tip of her nose reddened from the cold, her arms crossed tightly over her chest in an attempt to preserve a shred of warmth. Athena walked into the police station “Athena looks like you have a visitor.” Rick pointed out the breaking room with a sly look in his eyes.

Athena looked up and saw Bobby chatting easily with Elaine, seeing the smile lines at the corners of his eyes, the simple curve of his mouth, the cute dimples on his cheeks as he smiled. Bobby's smile was like warm sunlight shining down on her heart, making her feel less cold.

Bobby turned his head telepathically to see her looking at him, and he smiled even more brightly. Athena walked into the room “Hey, what are you doing here.” Athena smiled softly.

“I thought you might need this.” He points out the neatly folded beige knit jacket sitting on the table.

“Oh...Bobby that sweet.” Athena said softly.

“And I knew you'd be so busy you'd forget to eat lunch, so I made you lunch and brought you hot coffee.” Bobby reached for her jacket and gently draped it over her shoulders, rubbing his warm hands up and down her arms in an attempt to warm her up.

“Thank you baby. I really appreciate.” said Athena her voice trembling slightly with emotion.

“Honey you don't have to thank me, it's what I'm supposed to do.” Bobby kissed the side of her head gently making her smile widen.

“Ahem...so no lunch for me.” Rick joked and Athena gave him a sideways glance.

“Nope... but I brought some donuts for everyone.” Bobby said. Rick immediately took the donuts out of the box. ” Thanks Bobby!“

”Thena are you still feeling cold?" He asked with concern. He put her small hand in his big one and felt the warmth of her hand.

“Not anymore. I love you.” Athena said, no longer feeling the cold.

“Great. I love you too.” he said softly.
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TWO

May was happy to be able to spend time with her mom and stepdad, who hadn't had much time together since she was living in the dorms at college and with Bobby Athena's busy schedule. Bobby was surprised to see her home, gave her a big hug, and told her he would be going out for dinner tonight. So she was looking forward to going out to dinner with her parents and the 118 team.

"Alright, I already told 118 them that you will join us. Based on their reactions, they are not only surprised but also excited. Are you ready to respond to their overly annoying concern?" Bobby joked.

“I don't know. I don't even dare to think about it.” May laughed.

“You know what LA traffic is like? I think we should get ready to go.” Bobby looked at his watch.

“Okay. I think I ready to go.”

“Wait! The temperature is going to drop tonight. Did you bring your jacket?” Bobby asked, concerned.

“I don't follow the news. And I don't have a jacket here all in my dormitory.”

“It's ok. I'll get you one of your mom's.” He disappeared into his and Athena's room. He came out with one of Athena's coats and one of his dark blue jackets.

“Here you go. Is this match for your dress?” Bobby handed Athena's jacket to her.

“Yeah, thank you.” May said gratefully.

“Okay. Let go.” Bobby picked up the keys to his car and walked out of the house. May noticed that he had put the jacket on the passenger side and remembered that her mom used to joke that Minnesotans weren't afraid of the cold. May didn't think much of it and figured he was wearing short sleeves and a jacket just in case he got too cold.

Luckily, they made it to their destination before the traffic jam, and May got out of the car to see Hen Karen and her mom chatting outside the restaurant, waiting for the others. May saw her mom rubbing her arms up and down trying to warm herself up in just a light jacket.

“Hey sweetie. How was your day?” Athena said happily when she saw May.

“Hi Mam. I have a great day. I pass my exam.” May smiled and hugged her mom, surprised to feel how cold she was.

“Well done. I'm so proud of you.” Athena put her hand on May's cheek and she couldn't help but shiver a little from the cold. Bobby approached who was holding a jacket and wearing a warm smile.

“Hey honey.” Bobby's smile widened.

“Hey, how was my man?” Athena smiled sweetly. She stepped into Bobby's arms, placed her hand on the back of his neck and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him gently on the lips. In that instant Athena felt the warmth from her husband's chest, a warmth that seemed to magically seep into every cell of her being, dispelling the cold and exhaustion within her.

“Emm...seeing you is much better.” Bobby smiled and kissed her again. She noticed he was holding the jacket.

“Let me guess about it. People in Minnesota can also feel the cold.” Athena said as she tapped her chin pretending to think.

“Haha...Nope baby. I think you may need this.” said Bobby gently. He gently draped the jacket over Athena's shoulders, making sure it covered her upper body completely to keep the cold at bay. Bobby's jacket was too big for her, but it added a sense of comfort and security. Bobby's distinctive scent still lingered on the jacket, making Athena feel close and warm.

“Oh why you always know what I need?” she said with a twinkle in her eye.

“Because I love you baby.” Bobby put her soft, tiny hands on his cheeks and neck for warmth.

“I love you too. My hand drawing turns you into a snowman.” Athena said with a smile as she tried to drop her hand.

“Then I will be the most handsome snowman in this world.” Bobby teased her and insisted she put her hands on him.

In the afterglow May saw her mom and stepdad surrounded by pink bubbles, they were as absorbed in their world as if no one else was around. May was happy that her mom had found someone who loved her so much, but that doesn't mean it won't remind her of the shadow of her last time.

“Still not used to it yet?” Hen looked at the sweet couple and gave May a knowing look.

“You are not the one who walk in. But I'm happy for them” May said with a smile.
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THREE

It was one of those rare rainy winter nights in Los Angeles, the streetlights glowed dimly under the drizzle. Athena and Bobby were working at a car accident site. The rain was light, but it reminded him of the day he was sitting on the curb and Athena came to care for him, the rain that changed Bobby's life. Athena's uniform was soaked by the rain but she didn't care at all. She was talking to the driver and trying to get useful information. Bobby who was taking care of the injured man from a distance, then he was mesmerized by his beautiful wife.

“Cap, are you going to stand out in the rain until morning, or are you going to go back and work on your mountain of reports?” Chim's voice broke through Bobby's thoughts with joked.

“Oh, Yes. We gotta go.” Bobby replied back with some embarrassment, but his eyes were still unconsciously looking in Athena's direction.

“Looks like our captain has been smitten by a sergeant again.” Hen raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm just keeping my eyes on the scene. " Bobby said blushed and rubbed his neck.

"That's why you've been standing in the rain watching her for ten minutes and completely forgot you had reports to write. " Buck's eyes twinkled with mischief.

"You have a headache, don't you? Do you need medical help?" Athena said. Athena looked at Bobby and signaled him to come over.

“Okay guys. Let move.” Bobby and his team walked over to the driver. Hen and Chim skillfully checked the driver's vitals. Bobby approached Athena and saw that her hair was wet from the rain on her cheeks, but it didn't detract from her charm.

“Cap, I think he needs to go to the hospital to get checked out, he might have a concussion,” Hen said

“Alright, Buck get the gurney here.” Bobby instructed the team to move the patient.

“Sir, I will meet you in the hospital.” Athena said professionally. As she turned to walk back to her patrol car, she made eye contact with Bobby, who had a loving look in his eyes.

“Hey captain.” Athena said softly as she approached him, not at all as professional as she had just been.

“Hey sergeant. I guess you won't be home on time for dinner.” Bobby said with a smile.

“Emm...I don't think so.” Athena said with disappointment.

“It's ok. I will wait you.” Suddenly his radio came on indicating that he needed to go to the next scene." Home safe sergeant, I love you."

“I love you too. Home safe.” Athena watched him ran back to the fire truck.

After all the chaos, Bobby was finally off duty, and he was going to take all the reports home with him. But there was one place he had to go before he went home. He grabbed his LAFD jacket and bought her favorite hot coffee while driving to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital, he sent a message to Athena.

~Baby where are you?

~Hospital. You know that.

～I know. I mean which floor.

~7, why?

~You will see.

Athena watched the elevator entrance, her anticipation rising as the number of floors continued to rise. Sure enough, the elevator doors opened and Bobby approached her with a big smile, dimples appearing on his cheeks, a smile that almost made her legs weak.

“Bobby, I'm not complaining, but what are you doing here?” Athena said in surprised.

“I know the air conditioning in the hospital is always turned up really high, and I didn't want you to catch a cold since you've just been working in the rain.” Bobby said gently. Handed her his LAFD jacket, and after she put it on, handed her the coffee he had bought for her.

“Oh gosh. I didn't even know I needed it. Thank you Bobby. I mean it.” Athena said with gratitude as she sipped her coffee.

“Anything for you my love.” Bobby took her hand and kissed her knuckles gently.

“Why are you always being so sweet to me?” A warm feeling welled up in her heart.

“Because you deserve everything in the world.” Bobby said sincerely. He kissed her lips and tasted the coffee. It was strange how sweet the black coffee tasted when it should have been bitter.

Those moments when Bobby brought Athena jacket for her not only brought her warmth, but also felt like an unspoken promise - No matter where or when, I will be there when you need me.

Chapter Text

Bobby notices every little change in Athena. Her flashes of expression, her moods, everything about her Bobby noticed even if she didn't say anything.

They were sitting in lounger in the yard enjoying a quiet afternoon, Athena sitting between Bobby's legs, her leaning against his chest as they read a crime novel she was interested in. No, she was the only one reading. He was admiring his stunningly beautiful wife. One thing Bobby had noticed about her for a long time was that after six years of marriage Athena's hair had grown from short to elegantly falling to her shoulders. Somehow Athena had allowed her hair to grow naturally. From her earlobes, to her chin, to the length that now brushes her shoulders, every inch of growth has made her softer and softer. Her dark, shiny hair glowed healthily in the sunlight. The cool breeze that blew through the yard caused her hair to sway gently, adding to the energy of the yard.

“You're staring,” Athena said without turning her head, still looking at the book.

“I can't help. You are stunning.” he chuckled as small laugh lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and he placed a kiss on the side of her head. Athena turned and sat on her side between his legs, her hair bobbing as she moved to meet his worshipful gaze. Those deep, light brown eyes looked at her with such intense adoration that she blushed.

“What makes you think so? I even not put on my makeup or change my pajamas.” Athena said with a smile putting down the book that she was holding.

“ Everything. Everything about you is beautiful. You are everything.” Bobby said sincerely looking into her eyes.

“Oh...Bobby. You mean the world to me too.” Athena's throat tightened a little and Bobby kissed the corner of her mouth and then her soft, sweet lips.

"Do you remember? When we first met your hair didn't reach your ears? " Bobby rubbed a comforting circle on her back.

"Yeah. Back then I thought too much hair would get in the way of work. "

“I've noticed lately that you allow yourself to grow your hair long.” Bobby reached out and stroked the soft strands, feeling the smoothness of them running through his fingers.

“Do you think this doesn't look good?” Athena said, lowered her head.

"Baby, you know that you are always beautiful in my eyes. What you do with your hair is your decision. I just want to know what made you decide to grow your hair long." he lifted her chin so she could look him in the eye. Bobby didn't care what his wife did with her hair because all of her styles were beautiful to Bobby. The hair just accentuated her beauty.

“Is you, my love.” Her eyes sparkled.

“Me?” he said suspiciously. He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I used to be afraid to show my softness. I was always so defensive and everyone in my life needed me so I had to show my strong side. And after my marriage failed, I was afraid of relying on others again. But you melted the walls of my heart with your unconditional love, you became my rock, and you showed me that it's okay to be vulnerable. " Athena said, her nose sore, her voice full of emotion, Bobby's big warm hand gently stroking her small one.

“Athena...” Bobby whispered, his heart beating faster, a warmth welling up in him.

"Every inch of hair that grows is proof that you taught me to let my guard down. You made me realize that being soft wasn't a weakness, that I could always be true to myself around you." The intensity of the emotions that flooded Athena's heart caused her body to tremble slightly and her eyes to glisten with tears.

"Being your husband is the greatest blessing of my life. Thank you for showing me the softest side of your heart." Bobby's voice was a little husky as he held her close.

“Only you. Just you. It always be you Bobby.” Athena's voice was filled with love and she pressed her face against his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat. He kissed her hair gently, filling his nose with the scent of lavender.

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After the couple finished dinner, Bobby washed the dishes and Athena dried them. Bobby kept sneaking glances at her during the meal, and when she looked at him, he immediately averted his eyes.

“Bobby just say it.” Athena put down the dishes and looked at him.

“What makes you think I have something to say?” Bobby said pretending to be distracted.

“I don't know. Maybe you should stop sneaking glances at me.” Athena poked his side what made him giggle.

“Thena stop it.” His face grew red.

“Not till you tell me.” she stepped behind him, her fingers dancing over his ribs. It made him burst into an energetic laugh.

“O...ok...ok. Please just stop.” Bobby gasped. “It's not fair. My hands are all foam.” He dried his hands and turned to look at her.

“I gave you a chance to say. Now tell me.” Athena shrugged with a smile.

“Can I wash your hair?” Bobby said, looked at her gently.

Bobby is the most amazing, cutest sweet man she ever seen. She walked into his space and cuddles him, and he immediately hug her, and she pressed her face against his pecs.

“Of course you can, it is the sweetest thing I never heard. Can I ask you why?” It wasn't the first time Bobby had shampooed her hair, and she wondered why he was asking this time.

“You said the reason you grow your hair long is because of me. So I want to wash your hair.” He kissed her shoulders." Thank you for letting me do that. can we go now?"

“Yes, please show me the way Mr Nash.” Athena stepped back and led him by the hand into their room.

Of course, shampooed her hair not the only thing they did in the bathroom. It made her really start to wonder about his intentions.

“Ok baby, now I'm going to wash your hair.” Bobby said with a smile.

“Oh finally.” She said made him giggle.

“Well, I don't hear you complaining.” He smiled and kissed the back of her neck.

He wet her hair and lathered up the shampoo in his hands, placing it in her hair, his fingers gently massaging her scalp, causing her to close her eyes and moan slightly, feeling the warmth and care coming from his fingertips, the exhaustion of the whole week seeming to melt away with this soft touch.

“Is this okay babe?” asked Bobby softly, as he evenly applied her favorite lavender scented shampoo.

“It's great,” Athena replied contentedly. “You've got a better hand than a professional stylist.”

Bobby smiled and continued to focus on the task at hand. He carefully washed every inch of hair, then rinsed it with water to make sure no foam got into Athena's eyes.

Then he applied the conditioner and waited patiently for a few minutes for it to fully penetrate. While he waited, he grabbed her by the waist and kissed her body adoringly. He left a series of soft kisses on her neck as his lips grazed behind her ear.

“Babe emm...I can't.” Athena moaned, buried her face in the crook of his neck.

“I know.” He pulled away from her gently and kissed her softly on the lips. He let go of a hand that had been cupped around her waist to hold her face as she was the most precious thing in the world." I love you Athena Nash. Always."

“I love you too.” Athena stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips what cause him a big smile.

Then Bobby rinsed her hair. When he was done, Bobby wrapped a soft towel around Athena's damp hair and gently rubbed it in a pampering motion. He grabbed a towel and dried her body, then his. She smiled as he helped her into his LAFD shirt. Bobby always felt hot, so he only wore underwear.

Then he took out the hair dryer and set it to a moderate temperature. She turned around and looked in the mirror. He ran his fingers through her hair, combing through every possible knot, made sure it was dry and smooth. Athena watched Bobby in the mirror as he concentrated on drying her hair. She found him adorable with his lips clamped over his tongue when he was concentrating. His biceps bulged with repetitive motions, forming full curves. She couldn't take her eyes off him.

“Alright, all done!” he said excitedly and ran a comb through her hair.

“Thank you honey.” Athena turned and looked deep into Bobby's eyes. “It's not just the fact that you blew my hair dry, it's the way you love me.”

Bobby gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the lips “Being able to take care of you and make you feel loved is the greatest blessing of my life.” Bobby's sincere words filled her heart with love.

“Would you like to watch a movie or I read the book to you?”

“All is fine, as long as you with me.”

Afterwards they sat on the couch and watched the movie, Athena half-sitting on Bobby as she always did, with him cuddled up to her, and his hand absently stroking her hair.

Athena's growing hair was proof that true love is never about asking the other person to change and take all the things alone, but about creating a safe harbor for them to rely on. A place where they can safely reveal their true selves.

Chapter Text

Athena, Hen, Karen and Maddie had girls day in the afternoon at Bobby and Athena house.

“Hen told me that some funny thing happened in fire house yesterday .” Hen and her wife exchanged funny looks. Athena certainly didn't miss that look. She took a sip of her wine calmly, knowing that they were about to make fun of her, but she didn't know what it was, and tried to remember what happened in the fire house yesterday.

"And by funny, you don't mean Buck squirting water on Chim's face? That's not so funny to me, he came home last night complaining about my brother acting like a water pistol and spent the whole night planning how to get back at him." Maddie said shook her head and rolled her eyes.

“Those boys never grow up.” Athena said shook her head.

“Buck's behavior is relevant to what I'm trying to say. Buck keeps asking me if he going to be cursed by the devil to be a completely different person after he gets a series of calls for a cursed bracelet.” Hen looked slyly at Athena. “Athena what you think?” Athena's eyebrows raised.

"I think what happened was coincidence, all scientifically explainable. There's no curse there at all." Athena replied flatly, watching Hen's growing smile.

“So what happened to you was not curse.” Hen teased, leaned forward with her elbows on the table.

“What do you mean?” Athena asked puzzled, unable to figure out what happened yesterday.

"You know what? You were a different person in the kitchen yesterday in front of Bobby. Those little cute moment didn’t escape my eyes." Hen's eyes twinkled with mischief.

"What? When did I acting cute?" Athena asked, frowning in confusion. She really couldn't think of a time when she acting cute with Bobby. This unconscious reaction made Hen more convinced that Athena was always acting cute with him without realizing it.

“Yeah. Girl you did. In front of everyone, that's why Buck squirted,” Hen said confidently. “From what I've seen, Bobby not only fully realizes you're acting cute with him, but he enjoys the moments.”

“You are ridiculous. I'm not acting cute with Bobby.” She insisted.

“Athena we both know you did! The last time we were at Hen's house, you were practically glued to Bobby.” Maddie said excitedly.

“Don't think we didn't see the subtle moments when you were constantly leaning lightly on his shoulder, involuntarily tugging on his arm when talking to him, and your tone of voice noticeably softened when you asked Bobby to get you a glass of wine.” Hen said.

"Plus, Bobby was eating with his left hand that day and his right hand was holding yours. The pampered look in his eyes meant he was enjoying it." Karen said with a smile. Athena bit her lower lip in thought. Her cheeks blushed slightly as she recalled that it really happened. Luckily she was drinking wine no one would be able to tell she was blushing.

“Can't I touch my husband?” She said with a frown.

“I didn't say you couldn't, I said you were unintentionally acting cute with cap.” Hen raised her eyebrows slightly. “I'm...” Suddenly there was an open door from inside the house.

“Mam? Bobby?” May said, shook the key and walked down the stairs. "Hey, I don't know you guys have girls day." May approached her mom and leaned in for a hug.

"Hey baby. I thought you weren't coming home until dinner. " Athena smiled and hugged May, happy to see her oldest child.

“Yeah. But my friend suddenly had something to do, so I came back early.” May said a little upset. “Where is Bobby?” she was surprised her stepfather wasn't home.

"He went out grocery shopping, said he didn't want to bother us. “ She couldn't help but smile at the thought of her husband being so thoughtful. ” Your stepfather knew you were coming back so he made your favorite caramel pudding this morning."

“No way!” May excitedly ran to the refrigerator and opened it to reveal eight cups of pudding sitting neatly inside." Do you guys want some, it tastes really nice."

“Yes, please,” they said in unison.

“So what were you guys talking about.” May sat down next to Maddie and took a bite of her pudding.

“We were talking about your mom being love-cursed.” Hen said love curse in air quotes.

“What?” May giggled.

“I'm not.” She trailed off with a firm tone, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest.

“Why do you think my mom is love-cursed?” May asked curiously.

"We need to start with yesterday. " Hen's mouth lifted in a smug smile.

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“Can we agree to call it a freak accident.” Athena leaned forward to look Bobby in the eye. He cocked his head in a “whatever” gesture. Then he left a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Alright. After I finish cooking the spaghetti, we can have lunch. I have the sauce ready this morning." Bobby said as he stood up and walked into the kitchen, Athena followed him into the kitchen.

“Do you need something babe?” Bobby asked, saw her following him.

“Nothing. I was just wondering if you wanted some company.” She smiled.

“Depends on if that person is the most beautiful and adorable sergeant in the LAPD.” Bobby said with a smile. Athena blushed at his comment.

Bobby stood in front of the stove intent on heating up the sauce. “What kind of sauce did you make today.” Athena stood beside him, Bobby smiled and turned his head and kissed her on the forehead “Tomato sauce, your favorite recipe.”

“Okay.” she said softly, with a hint of imperceptible loss in her voice. But Bobby, who could read his wife like a book, of cause he noticed.

“What was that sweetheart?” he asked gently.

“What?” Athena asked, “That tone. Don't you want to eat spaghetti today?" He turned and grabbed her by the waist, and her hand was placed on his strong arm.

“ I like to. I'd just rather have spaghetti in a white sauce today.” Her slender fingers gently traced small circles on Bobby's arm, hesitant to speak up." Can you change for me." Athena pouted and whispered in a petulant tone, her eyes sparkling with pleading. How could he refuse when she asked him so lovingly.

“Of course. Everything for you, my love.” Bobby agreed without hesitation, his eyes full of pampering. He kissed her softly on the lips, released her, and immediately began preparing new ingredients, not minding at all to start cooking again.

This scene was witnessed by Buck and Chim, who had come to the kitchen to get water. Chim stood frozen in front of the refrigerator, and stunned. Buck spat his water onto Chim's face. They had never seen Athena so soft. The strong female who usually had the power to intimidate criminals and was feared for her strength, was now acting cute with Bobby.

Buck walked over to Hen." Did you see that?“ he said, surprise in his eyes.

"Yeah. It's hard to not see.” Hen smiled and said

"In all the years I've known Athena, I've never seen her like this. I always thought she only had ‘severe mode’ and ‘very severe mode’." Chim said in surprise.

"Do you think those cursed calls caused this? Just in case, should I buy crystals for my home? Or hang garlic in the doorway?" Buck asked seriously. Hen rolled her eyes and didn't want to answer him as Buck and Chim were googling crystals.

Hen watched the sweet couple as Athena smiled and leaned over to Bobby, talked to him in a soft voice, asked for a sip of the sauce he was cooking.

“Do you want me to try it.” Athena asked with a smile. “Sure." Bobby took a sip of the sauce, and he leaned in and brought his sauce-stained lips to hers, he wrapped arms around her waist. Athena closed her eyes and ran her warm tongue along the contours of his lips, licking his soft lips as the flavors of him and the sauce exploded on her tongue. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He pulled her away a little before things got out of hand. He pressed his lips lightly against hers. She opened her eyes in satisfaction and looked at him with a big smile.

“Is that good?” Bobby's warm breath washed over her face.

“You have no idea.” Athena said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye.

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“OMG mam are you blushing?” May was surprised that her mom was blushing.

“No. I just drank too fast.” She reached out and touched her warm face.

"Come on, Thena, just admit it. You've always been unintentionally acting cute with Bobby." Hen smiled broadly, made everyone laugh.

"Mam you really did! Every time I came home for dinner, you were in the kitchen with Bobby. Bobby would pick you up every time and put you on the kitchen counter and say ‘Sit here and be beautiful’. Every time he passed by, you looked at him expectantly, as if you wanted him to kiss you." May said with smiled.

“Fine. Maybe I did.” Athena said with a sigh.

“Athena you know, it's okay to admit that you're acting cute with your husband.” Karen said.

“Yes. Love makes you like that.” Maddie said softly.

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Bobby noticed that Athena was a little quiet at dinner, and her eyes were a little distant. It was as a tornado was swirling around in her head. But he didn't push her, he wanted to wait until she was ready to tell him. He suggested they watch a movie before bed, and she agreed with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

The house fell into a cozy silence, and Athena leaned back on the couch, her heart far from quiet. Am I being too willful? Will he think I'm childish? Will it be too much of a burden for him? Will I be too much trouble? These questions were like tiny thorns in her tender heart. She had never noticed how often she had acting cute with him, and he hadn't said anything.

“Here you go babe.” Athena looked at Bobby quizzically as he handed her the hot cocoa. “Don't worry. I added cinnamon.” Bobby said as he sat down beside her. Bobby took her legs in his lap and started massaging her calves as if it was the most natural thing in the world." Honey do you pick what you wanna watch?" Bobby kissed her lightly on the knee and looked up at her.

“Bobby I didn't ask for this.” Athena said looking at the warm cocoa in her hand." But I know you want it." He said with a soft smile and a cute dimple on his cheek. She stared at him as if he'd done something strange." Something on my face?" He reached up and rubbed his face.

"Am I being... Am I being too much of a pain in the ass?" Athena asked suddenly, lowering her head with a hint of uncertainty in her voice. Bobby opened his eyes wide in surprise, “Thena where this come from? What makes you think that?” His large hand held her small one.

Athena told him about the girls day conversation, during which he rubbed her knuckles to show he was listening intently.

"I'm just... I was worried that acting spoiled would be a burden to you." Athena said softly, looked down at his hand holding hers." I'm not a little girl anymore, and I don't want to bore or tire you." She didn't often express her insecurities, which made him realize that he had to let her know how much he loved her.

“Can you look at me, my love?” She didn't move, and Bobby pulled her close so that she was sitting across his lap, her hands rested on his broad shoulders. The position forced her to look at him. His loving light brown eyes took her breath away.

Bobby's eyes grew softer as he gently cupped Athena's face, the warmth of his palm spreading from her face to her entire body." Listen to me, sweetie. You have never been a burden, but the most precious gift in my life. When you pamper me with that adorable voice, my heart feels as sweet as if it's wrapped in honey. It makes me so happy to see you let go of your tough exterior and show your soft and needy side." He said as he gazed at her fondly.

“Really?” Athena's eyes lit up and she felt a warmth welling up in her heart.

"Of course it's true! " Bobby said firmly. "You know what? I’m the only person in the world who's ever saw this side of you, and it makes me feel so special and trusted. You make me feel wanted, and you give me a chance to express my love for you." Bobby dropped his arms from her waist and kissed the corner of her mouth gently. “Seeing you, who is usually strong and independent, show such a lovely side to me makes me feel like the happiest man in the world.”

Athena put her hand on his face and he turned his head and kissed her palm, the heat of his breath tickling her palms. Bobby's sincere words made the uneasiness in her heart dissipate. “I just don't want you to think I'm too much trouble.”

"Honey, love is meant to be interdependent, and you can always be your true self to me without wearing a mask of strength. You make me feel loved and wanted, and that is my greatest happiness." Bobby said gently.

“You know it's probably your fault.” Athena said with a playful glint in her eye.

“What?” Bobby replied with a smile.

“You're constantly and invisibly spoiling me.”

“Like?”

“You just naturally made me hot cocoa and massage without asking.” Athena said with a smile.

“Emm...love makes me this way.” he kissed her deeply. “And love makes you like that too.”

In relationship, acting cute is never a burden, it's one of the ways to show love and trust. Athena only shows her soft side to Bobby that's why Bobby considers it a gift from God.

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Morning sex always holds a special place in their hearts. They don't have to face the mess in this world, everything they need is already by their side.

"Bo...Bobby please," Athena begged, her voice trembling with intense desire. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly. Her back arched off the bed.
"Don't move babe," Bobby said deeply, lifting his head from between her thighs. Saw her breathing heavily. His large hands gripped her thighs, hold her firmly on the bed. He wet his lips and dipped his tongue into her slit again, slow and deliberate.

His warm tongue lusciously licked her throbbing clit. "Ah...Bobby," she shivered and released choked moans. Bobby knew it was time. He mercilessly sucked her clit with just the right pressure. She arched her hips, her legs instinctively clamped around his head. "Let go babe." She could feel fire pooling low in her abdomen as her hands grabbed his hair.

“Fu..fuck.” She cried out as waved of pleasure washed over her. Her body jerked as she could hear her heartbeat rapidly pounding in her ears. She felt hazy. Bobby's kisses on her body brought her back to earth. He gently kissed up her inner thighs, hip bones, navel, sternum and collarbone. A stark contrast to his mercilessness moments ago. He could taste her sweet sweat.

“You ok?” Bobby brushed her damp hair behind her ear and thumbed her cheekbones. He kissed her gently on the lips. Their tongues rolled slowly against each other, and she could taste her on his.

“Yeah. Just need a minute.” Athena said with a satisfied smile as Bobby lay down beside her and pulled her onto his firm chest.”si…” Athena frowned slightly and made a sound of mild pain.

Bobby sat up immediately, “Did I hurt you?” he asked worriedly, checking to see where in her body she was hurt.

“Honey, relax. I'm fine.” Athena said gently.

“Where?” He frowned worriedly.

“I guess...my inner thigh?” Bobby saw a faint reddening mark on her delicate inner thigh. The tiny scrape wasn't serious, but it was like a knife stabbing into Bobby's heart. He had hurt his wife, and the guilt was immediate." Athena I'm so sorry. Are you ok? Is that pain? What do you need?" He gently stroked the small scratch.

She noticed the storm in his eyes. “Bobby claim down, it just a little scrape. It's ok.”

“It's not ok my love you get hurt because of me. I'll shave today.” He frowned slightly.

"Bobby, it really fine. It happens when the sex is good. It's no different than muscle soreness. Plus, your stubble makes you more attractive, and your slightly ragged chin makes you look sexy. We don't have to work for a few days, so can you keep it? " The corners of her mouth turned up as she stroked his chin.

“Not when it hurts you.” His eyes were full of heartache.

“Come here babe.” She said reaching out to him. He lay down on her chest, careful not to let his weight completely crush her. Her hands rubbed comforting circles on his back.

"Bobby listen to me. I'm really fine. it doesn't hurt that much. Did I just stop you?" He looked up at her and shook his head." That mean I'm totally addicted to the happiness you're giving me. so I'm ok. Stop blaming yourself.“

“I love you Thena. I’m sorry.” He kissed her chest. Athena knew he would still blame himself, so she thought of a good idea.

“I love you too. You guess what after we get shower, I can help you shave.” Sure enough, he smiled brightly, and cute dimples appeared on his cheeks.

“You do?” His eyes sparkled with excitement.

“But just shower, you promise me waffles.” She smiled.

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They had just gotten out of the shower, he had a towel around his waist and she was in a bathrobe.

“Alright lets start!” She said excitedly. She started by putting a warm towel on his face to soften the beard. Then she tried to put shaving cream on his face. But there were some obstacles.

“Sorry, I forgot you're vertically challenged.” He giggled. She patted his chest mischievously. “Don't worry my love. I can fix it.” He kissed her forehead and she could feel his smile on her forehead. He picked her up and put her next to the sink. Stood between her legs. “Better?” He said with a smile.

“Yeah. Thank for you.” She said, rolled her eyes with a grin. She applied the shaving cream to Bobby's face, as gently as if she were treating something precious. Bobby closed his eyes, enjoying his wife's gentle touch. She raised the razor and began to shave him, and Bobby couldn't help but smile at the way her brow furrowed in concentration, the way she bit her bottom lip, the beautiful dark brown eyes when she was concentrating. He thought everything about her was so cute.

“Bobby don't move and smile. I don't want to cut your face and leave a scar on your handsome face.” She stopped her movements.

“I can't help. You're so cute when you're serious.” He said lovingly.

“I won't be responsible for cutting your face.” She said with a blush. She continued to shave him skillfully.

“Perfect!” She declared, ready to wipe off the residual shaving cream with a warm towel. Bobby looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eye. “What?” He quickly reached out and grabbed a dollop of shaving cream when Athena wasn't looking, then caught her off guard and smeared it all over Athena's face.

“Bobby, what are you doing?” Athena exclaimed with her eyes wide open in surprise. The shaving cream hung from the tip of her nose and cheeks, made her look like Santa Claus.

“I guess Christmas come early!” Bobby said with a big smile as he looked at her still in shock. His laughter echoed throughout the bathroom.

Athena shook her head, but the corners of her mouth lifted. She jumped off the counter, crossed her arms, and glared at Bobby in mock anger. “You do realize what this means, don't you?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

By the time Bobby responded, Athena had grabbed more cream and quickly smeared it all over Bobby's face. The two of them were having a fun foam fight in the bathroom. The cream flew in the air, landed in their hair and even on the mirror and walls of the bathroom. Bobby burst into her favorite laugh, a genuine, warm, infectious laugh. Finally, both of them leaned back against the wall, panting, their faces and hair covered in white cream, and couldn't help but laugh again at look on their disheveled appearance face. Bobby reached up and gently wiped the foam off Athena's nose, and kissed the tip of her nose gently.

“I love you, Athena.” He said softly. "Thank you for all the laughs you've given me. And thank you for shaving me, you always know how to make me feel loved and taken care of." He said fondly.

“I love you too. Even if you are a naughty big boy.” Athena said softly. “And I love your laugh.”

“Athena you're the reason I can laugh like this. I love you.” Her heart melted at his words. He took a towel and wiped the cream off her face and kissed her face. This left her clean face smeared with cream again. But she didn't care and enjoyed the feeling of his warm lips on her face.

Such carefree moments were precious in their busy and high-pressure lives.

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Rain is usually a nuisance, causing slippery roads, traffic jams, and inexplicable depression. But Bobby doesn't hate the rain, it brings him peace. He loved the coolness it brought to his body when he walked in the rain, and he felt calmer than he had ever felt before. It makes his tangled thoughts and worries flow away with the rain. He also likes the smell of grass in the air and the rainbow after a rainy day. The feeling brought hope. Most of all, rain changed his life and brought him the greatest blessing of his life. Athena came to care for him in that rain. With his eyes closed, he could still recall every detail - the coldness of the rain sliding down from his soaked hair to the tip of his nose, the beautiful caring eyes under her slightly furrowed brow, and she made warmth well up in his heart again after long time. It made him feel alive.

But today rain didn't calm him because Bobby's greatest pain awakened again, even standing in the rain can't wash away his guilt. The loss of a little girl at work, a girl with blonde hair similar to Brook's that has touched the most fragile wound in Bobby's heart, a wound that can never be healed. He wondered over and over again if he could have done more so that the little girl might still be alive. This self-loathing was like a bottomless pit that ate away at his sanity and peace of mind. He began to wonder if he was worthy of everything he had in life - his job, his Athena . Even though he knew Athena didn't agree with him, he couldn't stop thinking about whether or not he was worthy of Athena.

Athena stood in the doorway of his room and gazed softly at Bobby, who looked out the window with a heavy heart, as if his soul had drifted elsewhere. She wanted to give him the space he needed, but she also wanted to show him that he didn't have to go through everything alone. She knew that the pain of losing his family had been reawakened. So she decided to do something.

She approached him cautiously. The warmth of her hand came from his back, gently caressing his tired back. He smiled wearily and turned to look at her. He must have been standing at the window for too long, her eyes showed worry. “Tough shift?” Her delicate fingers massaged his strong arms, each movement filled with endless care.

“Seeing you, it's better.” He whispered. Her presence always made him feel better. He gently pulled her into a hug, his strong arms around her waist. Her hand naturally rested on the back of his neck, her fingertips gently rubbed his hairline. He buried his face deep into the crook of her neck, and instantly her familiar sweet scent filled his nostrils, made him felt safe and at home, banished the stress of his shift. She could feel his warm breath brushed against her skin. He stepped back before leaving feather-light kisses on her collarbone. “Athena I love you.” He said as he gazed at her lovingly and covered her soft lips.

“I love you too. Is there anything I can do for you?” She asked softly, concern in her eyes. She reached for his hands, hands that had saved countless lives. His broad hand wrapped around her small one and stroked gently over her knuckles.

"Nothing babe. You've done enough for me. I couldn't ask for more." She could read him like a book, so of course she knew what he was thinking.

"Bobby, don't go there. It's not your fault, you did the best you could. You're a good man who deserves to be loved, a hero who risks his life every day to save others. Brook would be proud of her father. I'm proud of you too. You deserve all the good things in this world, so don't get hung up on whether you do or not. We deserve each other. Now please tell me what I can do for you." She said softly but firmly.

“Will you dance with me in the rain?” he hesitantly asked this romantic request.

“Of course my love.” she replied without hesitation. There was an endless tenderness in her eyes. She would do anything to make him happy. His eyes sparkled with joy." But we don't have music."

“All we need is each other.” He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose, a gesture so full of love that it made her smile sweetly. That smile chased away the darkness in his heart.

Bobby took her hand and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows. When he opened the window, fresh air immediately flooded into the room. He breathed deeply and felt the wind blowing across his face. “Are you sure?” he whispered as he looked at the gray sky.

“With you, I never regret.” She replied firmly, gave his hand a gentle squeeze to reassure him. The unconditional support made Bobby happy.

They stepped into the rain together, and the rain fell gently on them. They stood in the middle of the backyard, looked at each other as if they were long lost lovers reunited.

The raindrops slid down Athena's cheeks, tracing tiny trails of water around her deep brown eyes, but they did nothing to hide the sparkle in those beautiful eyes, and Bobby found himself completely immersed in her eyes, as if he were being drawn by a magical force. Bobby gently took Athena's hand and felt the warmth of her fingertips. His other hand rested on her waist, feeling the warmth of her body through the dampness of her clothes. Athena held Bobby's hand and placed her other hand on his arm, feeling the hard muscles underneath, the imprint of his hard work. The rain gradually dampened his hair and slid down the tip of his nose to the knot in his throat.

They swayed slowly in the rain, not rushed, just enjoyed each other's presence, Bobby spined Athena and made her smile sweetly. There was no touching music, but the sound of their heartbeats became the perfect melody. There was no expensive venue, no glamorous dance steps, but the moment was so precious that it was as if they were the only ones left in the world. Athena's love made Bobby felt an unspeakable emotion welling up in his chest.

He looked at Athena standing in front of him, smiling, her dress wet from the rain and clinging to her legs, tracing her beautiful lines. Her hair was sticking uncomfortably to her cheeks, but she didn't care because she only had eyes for him at the moment. This woman had given him a second chance at life. After losing everything, he thought he didn't deserve to be loved, didn't deserve happiness, and his soul was consumed by a deep sense of remorse. But she came into his gray life with so much love that she gave him a new lease on life. With her Bobby began to plan for the future and look forward to every tomorrow with her. Her love saved him and pulled him out of the depths of despair. Now she's promised him a dance in the rain just because he got a tough shift. How could she love him so much, he thought.

"You know, the first time I dated you, I dreamed of dancing in the rain with you someday. At that time I didn't believe I could have such a bright future." Bobby whispered in her ear, his voice slightly trembling with emotion. "Thank you for answering my irrational request. Thank you for being the light in my life. Thank you for everything you've done for me."

Athena tilted her head back to look at him." I never thought a rainy day could be so beautiful. I used to hate rainy days, thinking they were just an inconvenience and a source of sadness. But you, Bobby Nash, you take something ordinary and give it a beautiful meaning. I never thought dancing in the rain could be so romantic." Her voice held firmness, and every word went straight to his heart. "I would do anything for you, even if it was irrational or crazy, and I mean it. Every second I spend with you is so beautiful for me." Even though the rain blurred Bobby's vision, he could clearly see every change of expression on Athena's face, he could see that her smile was brighter than any sunshine. That smile warmed his soul.

Bobby wonders what he's done to deserve her, and Athena's presence penetrates the haze of his soul like the first warm rays of dawn. She didn't just accept him, she embraced all his scars and past. Her toughness, gentleness, wisdom, passion, understanding, and tolerance, little by little repaired the broken soul that Bobby thought could never be healed. No matter how much trauma they been through, she stood by his side and gave him unconditional support and encouragement. Her bright smile was always the most effective medicine for him during the hard times. Her embrace was his safest harbor. In her love, he found the man he thought he'd lost forever - the Bobby Nash who could love and laugh.

Bobby pulled Athena into a deep hug. The rain soaked through their clothes and dampened their hair, but rain couldn't quench the love that burned inside them for each other.

"Thank you Athena. You let me in love again. Before I met you, I was just surviving, not living. I was like a soulless shell walking on this earth. You gave me a reason to live again, you gave me a home for my loneliness. You saved me, you are the reason I wake up every day and the reason I being a better person. I'll always be grateful for what you've given me, I love you." Bobby's voice trembled with emotion. Every word carried an endless amount of gratitude.

Athena stepped back a little to look at him through her dampened eyelashes. She saw the vulnerability and strength in his eyes." Babe we saved each other. You gave me the same strength and love. You taught me to open my heart again, you made me believe in love again. I love you Bobby. I really do." Her voice was a little hoarse from the tightness in her throat. She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a wet, loving kiss.

Bobby couldn't tell if it was a tear or rain that's came from the corners of his eyes, or if the two had already become one. He leaned in slowly and poured his most sincere love into the kiss. Time stood still as their lips touched. Bobby could feel Athena's breath quicken and her eyelashes flutter. He carefully cupped her face in his hands, his fingertips caressing her delicate skin. The kiss wasn't just a touch of lips, it was a clash of two heated hearts, a confession of souls in the deepest depths of their being. Bobby deepened it gently, as if to speak of a love that could not be expressed in words. They didn't part until their lungs screamed for oxygen, but their foreheads were still entwined in each other. The whole world was made better by that kiss.

Bobby pulled her into a hug again. He felt the weight of her in his arms, the most precious gift in his life. He had thought that he would never get over the loss of his family, that he would never love someone again with all his heart. But now, with this dance in the rain, he knew his heart would always belong completely to Athena.

As the rain continued to fall, they continued to dance in the rain, as if they were the only two people in the world- left with two souls in love.

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The first rays of morning sunlight quietly slipped through the cracks in the curtains, casted a gentle glow on the floor of Bobby Athena's bedroom. The sound of birds chirping drifted in from outside the window, and Athena had been awake for some time. She lay on her side, her gaze gently resting on Bobby's sleeping face beside her. This was her most cherished private moment each day, when the world was still immersed in tranquility, and she could freely admire her beloved's features.

Bobby's sleeping face always captivated her. His thick eyebrows relaxed in his sleep, free from the tension of his daily work; his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the pillow; his sharply defined jawline appeared particularly resolute in the morning light. Even in his sleep, he exudes a reassuring charm—a kind of handsomeness that wasn't forced, but came from inner calmness and warmth. Athena had to exert great effort to resist touching him. She didn't want to wake him up, he rarely got the chance to sleep in.

Athena carefully pulled his hand away from her waist, trying not to make a sound as she left Bobby's embrace. She gently lifted the blanket and slowly moved her feet toward the edge of the bed. But he immediately sensed the loss of her warmth, and as soon as her toes touched the floor, he pulled her back into his arms. “What!” By the time she realized it, she was already back in his arms. He held her tightly, and she could feel the warmth from his chest radiating through her back. His breath tickled the back of her neck.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Bobby's voice was hoarse and low from just waking up, but it was filled with warmth.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Athena smiled, turning to look at him in his arms. “When did you wake up?” Her fingers gently ran through Bobby's hair.

“Just now. I felt you weren't by my side anymore.” Bobby whispered, his forehead gently pressed against hers. "Even in my dreams, I could feel you leaving. That emptiness instantly pulled me back to reality from my dream."

“Babe, you can sleep a little longer.” she smiled, stroked his cheek, her fingertips felt the fine stubble on his face.

Bobby shook his head. “I don't want to miss a single second I can spend with you.” He closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply the familiar scent of her.

“We have three days off. You'll get tired of me soon.” she joked.

“Honey, you know I'll never get tired of you. You're the reason I wake up every day.” He said, leaving a kiss on her neck.

Athena's hands traced comforting circles on his back, felt his strong muscles relax under her touch. “Athena, you're going to make me fall asleep again.” Bobby murmured, his voice filled with contentment and laziness.

“Maybe that's exactly what I want.” She said with a smile. The room fell into a comfortable silence, with only their steady breathing intertwining. She thought he had fallen asleep.

“Are you planning to go today?” His voice broke the tranquility.

“Where?” she asked, furrowed her brows in confusion as she tried to figure out what he might be referring to.

“You mentioned there's an LAPD gala next month, so you need to buy a new dress. Are you planning to go shopping today?”

“Yeah, I was planning to go to the mall today,” she replied, already beginning to envision the perfect outfit for the event. She wanted a dress that would showcase her elegance without being too revealing.

“Good, we'll leave after breakfast.” he said happily, excited at the prospect of seeing Athena in different dresses.

“We?” she frowned, surprised that he would offer to accompany her shopping.

“You want to do it without me?” he said, sounding a bit disappointed.

“You might find it boring, so you don't have to force yourself to come with me,” Athena explained, sensing the disappointment in his voice. Bobby looked up at her, his face filled with surprise. He couldn't believe Athena thought going shopping with him was a chore. Spending time with her was what he wanted to do most.

“Wait, you think I'd be bored when I go shopping with you?” Bobby's voice was filled with disbelief.

“Well, I know most men don't like accompanying their partners shopping, especially spending hours wandering around a mall. I don't want you to feel forced or bored.” She said softly, her fingers gently played with the edge of the bedsheet.

Bobby sat up, looked down at her naturally beautiful face. His warm hand rested on her cheek, gently caressed her cheekbone, admired the cute freckles there. "Athena, sweetheart, you know what? For me, it's never been about what we're doing, but about being together. Whether it's shopping, watching a movie, or just sitting at home chatting, as long as I can spend time with you, I feel incredibly happy." He said sincerely. Bobby's words flowed like a warm current, instantly filling Athena's heart.

“Bobby Nash, you always know exactly what to say to make my heart race, don't you?” Athena smiled. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

“Emm… I don't know. I just speak from the heart.” He gently kissed her soft lips.

“That's why I love you so much.” She whispered softly.

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After breakfast, they held hands as they walked toward the garage. Bobby opened the door to his truck and let Athena get in. Before getting in, she turned to look at him. “Are you sure you want to go shopping with me?” Athena asked again, her eyes betrayed a hint of uncertainty. “I might be shopping a long time. You know how hard it is for me to stop once I start shopping.” She didn't want Bobby to feel bored among the rows of clothing racks, didn't want to see the helpless expression on his face as he sat on the small chair outside the fitting room playing with his phone, and certainly didn't want him to sacrifice a leisurely weekend afternoon just to accommodate her.

Bobby took a step forward, closed the distance between them. His warm, light brown eyes met hers, and a sincere smile. “Of course I'll come with you. Weekends are our time to be together. I want to see what kind of dress you'll buy.” He said without hesitation. “And I think I can have my own private Athena Nash fashion show.” he joked, raised his eyebrows playfully.

“I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, Captain Nash. That's a public place.” she giggled.

He kissed her lips, made her smile brightly. After she got into the truck, he also sat in the driver's seat. After fastening his seatbelt, he took her hand and gently kissed her knuckles. “Ready?” he asked with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, let's go! We can go to the new mall that just opened. They have a men's lounge with a big-screen TV and comfortable sofas.” Athena suggested.

“Okay. I'll reset the navigation.”

During the drive, they chatted casually. They teased 118 about the silly things they did. They talked about May’s struggles college. Bobby made a mental note to make some dessert to comfort May.

When the car stopped at the shopping center carpark she often went to, Athena raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Aren't we going to the new mall?” I heard it's more men-friendly."

Bobby turned his head, his eyes sparkled with tenderness. “Why go there? The stores you're familiar with, the brands you like, and the staff who know your preferences are all here. Taking you to a place you're unfamiliar with just because it might make me feel more comfortable—isn't that selfish?” His words were simple yet full of consideration, made Athena feel valued. “Besides, I want to get to know the real you—how you shop, the style of clothes you like, the way you interact with the staff. These are all part of your life, and I want to be every part of your life.”

“Oh…Bobby. You're so sweet.” She whispered softly. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips, felt the warmth of his lips. As she stepped back slightly, she saw the dimples she loved most on Bobby's face, those cute indentations making his smile even more charming.

They held hands as they walked into the mall. “Honey, let's go to that boutique you always visit. I remember the name is Jessica, right?” Bobby suggested gently, his eyes sparkled with excitement. He remembered Athena had mentioned how well that store suited her taste, and the dresses inside always complemented her elegant demeanor perfectly.

Athena looked at Bobby in surprise. “You remember that store? I only mentioned it once or twice.” She tiptoed up and gave Bobby a gentle kiss on the cheek. The two smiled at each other, as if the world around them had blurred away, and their eyes were fixed only on each other.

They walked into the boutique, and the familiar surroundings immediately relaxed Athena. The store was elegantly decorated yet modern, with beige walls paired with dark brown solid wood furniture. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and the air was filled with the faint scent of lavender. The sales clerk, Alice, was organizing a row of newly arrived dresses. Alice and Athena were around the same age and both Black women, so they must had a lot in common to talk about. When she saw Athena, her face lit up with a warm smile.

“Hey, Athena! It's been ages! I've missed you so much! It's been two months since you last came, right? I've been wondering how you've been lately. Is work at the police station still as busy as ever?” Alice greets her warmly, giving Athena a friendly hug.

“Hey, Alice. You know criminals never take a break.” she said with a smile, hugged Alice back.

Alice gently stepped back but still held Athena's hand. “We just received new dresses, and I thought of you right away!” Alice said. Her gaze shifted to the man beside Athena, curiously examining the tall, handsome man exuding a sense of stability. His posture was upright, his eyes gentle yet firm—clearly a reliable person. “Let me guess, he is your husband Captain Nash, right?”

“Yes, this is my husband Bobby Nash.” Athena introduced proudly, her voice brimmed with love and pride, her arm naturally draped over Bobby's. “He's here with me today to pick out a few new dresses. I'm attending the LAPD gala next month and need some formal dresses.”

“Finally meeting you in person! Athena always talks about you. She always says you're the most considerate husband in the world.” Alice said.

Bobby noticed Athena's face turned slightly red. “Hi. Thank you for always finding amazing dresses for her. Every time Athena comes home wearing the dresses you recommend, she looks so stunning it takes my breath away.” He extended his hand to shake Alice's.

“You're welcome, that's my job.” Alice responded modestly, returning Bobby's handshake. “If you'd like, you can sit on that sofa over there. We have drinks and snacks available.” Alice smiled, pointed to the nearby plush velvet sofa, where a small table beside it was already set with elegant tea ware and a tray of pastries.

“Yeah. Babe, I won't be done soon, so you can wait there.” Athena said gently.

“Thank you. I'm fine. Let's see what we've got here.” He looked around at the array of dresses. “I want to see every dress you try on with my own eyes.”

Bobby wandered around the store. He was amazed at how many styles of dresses there were. “Athena this bright green silk dress should fit your figure perfectly.” Bobby excitedly suggested, pointed to an elegant dress.

“When did you become a fashion expert?” she teased.

“I may not understand fashion, but I understand you. I know what colors and styles will make you shine even more.” Bobby smiled.

When Athena came out wearing the bright green dress Bobby had chosen, his eyes lit up with admiration. He could feel his cheeks growing warm. He walked up to Athena, gently took her hand, and spun her around. “You're so beautiful, it's breathtaking” Bobby praised sincerely, his eyes brimmed with love ”This dress perfectly complements your elegant demeanor, as if it were designed specifically for you." His praise caused a happy blush to spread across Athena's face.

“Thank you, babe,” she said with a bright smile.

“You look great, Athena. Do you want to try the other one?” Alice asked.

“Yes, please.” Alice brought over a red dress with a slit on the side of the thigh, elegant yet not overly revealing.

“Dear, what do you think of this one?” Athena looked at Alice's elegant red dress, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“This color will complement your skin tone perfectly.” Bobby responded enthusiastically. “Why not try it on? I'm sure you'll look stunning in it!” His eyes were filled with sincere encouragement.

Bobby waited patiently outside, occasionally exchanged opinions with her through the curtain.

“Wow...” When the curtain was pulled aside, Bobby found himself almost speechless. His ears turned bright red, and his heartbeat quickened, so loud that it seemed even Athena could hear it. He walked around Athena, admiring his wife's elegant figure.

“It seems you like it?” Athena playfully batted her eyelashes, savored her husband's pure and sincere reaction.

“It's more than just liking it.” Bobby finally found his voice. "You're so beautiful it takes my breath away. Red really suits your personality, making you look even more radiant. Paired with that diamond silver chain you bought last week, you'll definitely be the center of attention at next month's LAPD gala." Athena's cheeks flushed slightly from her husband's praise, her eyes sparkled with happiness. Bobby's compliments made her feel cherished and loved.

“Do you really think so?” she asked, her face glowing with happiness.

“Of course!” he said, gently took her hand and kissed the back of it. “You look beautiful in anything, but this dress really highlights your curves and skin tone.” His eyes were filled with love and admiration, made her felt incredibly warm.

Over the next few hours, Bobby continued to accompany Athena. He kept selecting various styles of dresses for his wife. Every time Athena tried on a new dress, Bobby would give her the most sincere feedback and the warmest compliments. Each time she emerged from the curtain, Bobby's cheeks remained flushed with that adorable blush, his eyes brimming with love and admiration. When Athena hesitated, Bobby offered her thoughtful advice; when she worried whether certain styles suited her, Bobby always managed to find the most beautiful aspects of her, help her see her own brilliance.

As they prepared to leave, Alice was helping Athena take off her dress from behind. “Athena, the way he looks at you is like he's looking at the most precious treasure in the entire universe. You're truly lucky to have found such a man.” Alice couldn't help but said.

“I know, I'm the luckiest woman in the world.” Athena turned around with a brilliant smile on her face.

“Where is he from? Is there a clone version available for purchase?” This remark made Athena burst into laughter.

"Girl, seriously, I've worked here my whole life, and I've never seen a husband who could be so patient and considerate while shopping with his wife! Most men look like they're in agony, desperate to escape. They either sit in the corner staring at their phones or ask every five minutes, ‘How much longer?’ Their eyes are vacant, as if their souls have left their bodies. But your Bobby, his eyes never leave you, as if you're the only person in the world!" Alice said.

“You know… he's just so much different.” She whispered softly, a fleeting glimpse of pain flashing in her eyes, as if recalled some deeply buried memories. That moment of vulnerability was quickly concealed.

When Athena came out dressed and ready to pay, she was surprised to find Bobby already standing at the cash register, signing the credit card receipt. Around him were piles of shopping bags, almost containing every dress she had tried. He believed she looked stunning in everything, each piece highlighting a different aspect of her charm, so he had almost bought every dress she had tried on.

“You know I can pay on my own, right?” Athena smiled, narrowed her eyes at him.

“I know. I just think it's worth the investment.” He shrugged with a smile.

Alice walked over to help organize the last shopping bag. “It's great to see you, Bobby. You're the most patient person I've ever met. What kind of magic do you use? Maybe you could start a class and teach other men.” Alice joked.

“No magic.” Bobby answered gently, his eyes never left Athena. “It's just that when you truly love someone, seeing her happy is your greatest joy.” They smiled at each other.

Athena and Alice hugged and said goodbye to each other. As they left the store, Alice stood at the door watching Bobby thoughtfully carry the heavy shopping bags for Athena, gently wrapping his arm around her waist to protectively guide her through the crowded crowd. The two of them chatting and laughing looked just like a couple newly in love.

Throughout the afternoon, Bobby's hands were filled with shopping bags, but he still wore a gentle smile, his eyes following Athena as she excitedly looked at the displays in each window.

“Don't you find this boring?” Athena couldn't help but ask Bobby, her eyes filled with disbelief. “We've been shopping for six hours.”

Bobby put down the shopping bag and gently took her hand, pressed her fingers to his lips, and gave them a tender kiss. “Every minute I spend with you is precious to me, Athena. Seeing you happy is the greatest joy for me.” He spoke with a firm yet warm gaze. “Besides, getting to watch the most beautiful woman in Los Angeles try on all these lovely dresses is an honor for me.” He playfully winked.

Athena couldn't help but laugh, her heart overflowing with emotion. Bobby wasn't enduring it, he was genuinely enjoying every moment spent with her, no matter what they were doing. His patience wasn't out of obligation but a natural expression of love.

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After returned home, Bobby noticed that Athena had become a little bit quiet. They sat on the comfortable bed reading, and Bobby keenly observed that Athena's gaze was not fixed on the pages of the book but occasionally drifted toward him.

Bobby put down the book he was holding and placed it on the bedside table. He turned to Athena, gently took her hand, and traced soothing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. “What's wrong, my love? Is something on your mind?” he asked with concern.

Athena shook her head at first, but under Bobby's gentle gaze, she finally spoke. “I've been thinking all day... You're really patient, Bobby. The whole afternoon of shopping, you never once looked at your watch or pulled out your phone. I'm really grateful that you spent the whole day with me today.” Her voice trembled slightly.

Bobby gently pulled Athena closer to him and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Thena you don't need to thank me at all. To be honest, there's nothing that makes me happier than seeing you happy. Those are precious moments that can't be replaced.” His voice was low and warm, like a cozy blanket wrapping her tightly. His hand gently stroked her back.

“No, you don't get it.” Her voice carried a hint of vulnerability. “This reminds me of when I was with Michael. Every time we went shopping, he would be impatiently playing with his phone, as if being with me was a burden. I don't want you to feel like being with me is a burden.” She said, a hint of unease flashed in her eyes. Bobby sensed the deeper meaning behind her words, so he pulled her closer, let her lie on his strong chest. The steady, powerful beat of his heart became her comfort.

Bobby gently took her hand. His large, warm hand completely enveloped her smaller one. "Athena, every moment I spend with you is precious to me. I don't need a phone or anything else to distract me, because you are my entire focus. And you know what? Every time I see the look of anticipation in your eyes as you step out of the fitting room, or the sparkle in your eyes when you find the perfect accessory. It reminded once again that every moment spent with you, no matter what we're doing is incredibly precious to me. I'm not ‘enduring’ shopping. I'm enjoying the time we spend together." He said this with deep affection.

“You always know how to make me feel loved and cherished.” She looked up into those eyes that always seemed to see straight into her soul.

“Because you truly deserve to be loved and cherished.” Bobby smiled, a smile warm enough to melt all her anxieties and doubts.

“I love you, Bobby Nash. Thank you for being with me today.” Athena said.

“I love you more, Athena Nash. Not just today, but every day, I thank god for letting me meet you.” Bobby smiled and kissed her forehead.

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On a gentle, sunny afternoon, Athena and Bobby walked hand in hand into the quiet cemetery, arrived at Emmett's final resting place. Golden sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the stone path. This was a special journey Athena undertook every so often—to visit her deceased fiancé Emmett, the partner who had shared the beautiful moments of her life.

A familiar ripple stirred in Athena's heart, but this time, the pain was no longer so sharp, more like a gentle nostalgia.

Bobby's warm hands enveloped hers, conveying silent strength and support. Their fingers intertwined naturally, just as their lives were closely connected. She took a deep breath, feeling the reassurance that Bobby's presence brought her. Those memories that once kept her awake at night, those moments of unbearable pain, had now become a calm past thanks to Bobby's love.

They arrived at Emmett's grave. Bobby bent down and placed a white lily on the grave, its pure white symbolizing respect for the deceased and pure remembrance. “I know you need some time. I'll go look at the other headstones and give you some space.” Bobby said gently, his voice filled with understanding and care, then gently kissed Athena's forehead. Feeling his soft lips against her forehead, warm and full of love, her lips curled into a slight smile, and a wave of warmth washed over her heart.

Athena nodded gratefully, watching Bobby's figure fade into the distance. He paused briefly at each grave marker, whether it was a lavish marble tombstone or a simple stone marker, placing a flower with reverence, as if paying the most sincere respects to every departed soul. This scene filled Athena's heart with warmth. Bobby always expressed his care and respect in the most delicate way. This was one of the countless reasons she loved him—his kind and sensitive heart could always sense others' needs, even those of souls who had already left this world.

Turned around, Athena faced Emmett's tombstone, her fingers gently tracing the name carved into the cold stone, feeling the indentations of the letters beneath her fingertips. “Hi Emmett, it's me, Athena. Another year has passed.” Athena whispered softly, her voice tinged with nostalgia, but the agonizing pain of calling his name had faded, replaced by a calm acceptance and gentle missing. “I'm fine, really fine. kids are also doing very well. May is busy with university life like all young people. Harry is excited about the upcoming school camping trip.” When she spoke of the children, Athena's eyes sparkled with the pride and love of a mother.

"Bobby and I are truly happy for the children's growth. He loves my children as if they were his own. You know, Bobby and I just celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary. Six years—time flies, but every day feels like a new beginning. Our love for each other hasn't diminished over time, it's only grown stronger. We've faced many challenges together and shared countless beautiful moments. He gives me strength when I need it and is my rock when I'm weak." She said softly.

A gentle breeze brushed her cheek, carrying the scent of blooming flowers from afar, as if Emmett were responding to her words. Athena smiled and continued. "Bobby understands my past, respects my feelings, and most importantly, Bobby has healed all the pain from my past. He has mended the wounds I thought would never heal. He didn't try to make me forget the past, instead he taught me that love can take different forms, and that the heart can keep expanding to hold more love."

She paused, a glistening tear forming at the corner of her eye, but this time it was from gratitude rather than sadness. "Because of him, I am truly very happy now. He accepts every part of my life, every memory, every scars, including you. He never tries to erase your place in my heart, never envies my thoughts of you, but instead encourages me to keep those beautiful memories. He says that loving someone means loving their entire history, and you are an important chapter in my history that cannot be erased. He understands my different kind of love for you, he understands that my love for you is like his love for his lost family." Her voice was soft yet firm.

Athena turned to look at Bobby in the distance, standing before a grave under a large tree, with sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his body. His profile was sharp, his gaze focused yet gentle—a resilience that remained soft despite the hardships he had endured. Bobby standing there reminded Athena of an oak tree that had weathered storms yet still stood tall, steady and reliable, offering shelter to all who needed it.

“Looking at him.” Athena whispered, her voice brimming with deep affection. “I suddenly realized that I have never loved anyone so deeply. This love is different from the passionate and impulsive love of our youth. His love is calmer, deeper, like a slowly flowing river, seemingly peaceful yet containing boundless strength. I love him, Emmett. I truly love him.” Athena's voice trembled slightly with emotion.

“This doesn't mean I've forgotten you or everything we once shared. You will always be an important part of my life, a part of my growth.” Athena reached out to touch the tombstone one last time. “Thank you for everything you gave me, and thank you for watching over me from heaven as I find new happiness. Goodbye, dear.” A gentle breeze swept across her face, tousling her hair, and Athena felt an unprecedented sense of peace. She knew Emmett would be happy for her, relieved that she had found someone who could truly make her happy.

When Bobby returned, Athena was ready. She turned to face him, and Bobby's eyes sparkled with understanding and love. He didn't ask her what she had talked about with Emmett, he simply embraced her gently, offering silent support.

That embrace was warm and firm, like a silent promise—I am here, and I will always be here. Athena rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, the most beloved melody of her life.

“Ready to go home?” Bobby asked gently. He gently tucked her wind-tousled hair behind her ear, the gesture brimming with tenderness and care, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.

Athena nodded, a sweet smile curing her lips. She casted one last glance at Emmett's tombstone before linked her arm through Bobby's and walked away.

Before getting into Bobby's truck, he suddenly stopped, turned to Athena, and left a feather-light kiss on her lips, made her smile. “I love you, Athena Nash, past, present and future.” His eyes shone with an unwavering sincerity.

“I love you too, Bobby Nash. My love for you grows deeper each day.” Athena responded tenderly, her voice as soft as silk yet as firm as steel.

She stood on tiptoe and gently pressed a kiss full of promise onto Bobby's lips. The afterglow of the sunset bathed them in a golden light, as if it were heaven's blessing on their love.

This is the power of love. It can heal past wounds and illuminate the path ahead. Even after experiencing loss, it gives people the courage to love again, to believe in the eternity and beauty of love.

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Group chat 10:34pm
~Buck: PPL
~Buck: Still remember what we gonna do tomorrow?
~Chim: How can we forget it! It super fun!
~Eddie: Again why we playing this game?
~Chim: Cause it fun!!! Stop pretend you not interested.
~Hen: Guys I don’t think we can make it.
~Buck: Why?
~Hen: Think about Athena. She will notice that immediately.
~Buck: Still have to try. Right, May?
~ May: Yes! We have to be careful. Just subtly observe.
~Chim: Right!
~Eddie: Ok, I’m in. Can someone tell me the rules?
~Buck: It easy! One kiss one point. We just need to record.
~Eddie: How about morning? We are not there.
~Hen: We have May.
~Eddie: Fine. How about cap will he notice that we both watch them.
~Hen: Absolutely impossible.
~Eddie: How can you be so sure?
~May: Cause Bobby eyes only focus on my mam.
~Hen: Yeah, he undressed her with his eyes. LOL
~May: Stoooop! You're not the one who has to deal with them all day.
~Buck: Don't let my mind paint any pictures of them. I still have to face them tomorrow.
~Hen: Hahaha.
~Chim: Get use to it!!!!! LMAO
~May：I'll be home tomorrow morning, and you guys coming at 5 PM, right?
~Buck: Yes!
~Eddie: What's our bet?
~Chim: Man, you're completely out of the loop.
~Hen: The person who guesses the closest number of kisses wins all the money.
~Hen: Karen and I bet $50 that they kiss fifty-five times.
~Chim: Maddie and I bet $40 that they kiss forty-five times.
~Buck: I bet $20 that they kiss fifty-four times.
~Hen: Copy cat.
~Buck: Subtle differences are the key factors to victory!
~May: I bet $30 that they kiss sixty-five times
~Eddie: I bet $20 that they kiss thirty times.
~Chim: You will lose.
~Eddie: We will see.
~May: I gonna sleep now. I need to wake up early tomorrow to go home from my dormitory. Good night.
~Hen: Night.
~Chim: Good night.
~Eddie: Night guys.
~Buck: 💤

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May holding a pile of laundry that needed washing, carefully unlocked the door and stepped inside, careful not to wake her mom and stepfather. As she opened the door, she was immediately drawn in by an irresistible aroma—Bobby was in the kitchen working his magic, preparing his signature french toast. May descended the stairs as sunlight streamed through the windows, bathing the entire space in a golden glow. Bobby turned around after taking milk out of the refrigerator and smiled warmly at her.

“Good morning, May. I thought you’d be back at noon.” Bobby’s voice was filled with surprise. He set down the milk and opened his arms to give May a warm hug.

“I didn’t sleep well, so I came back early. I wanted to see if I could make it in time for breakfast.” She hugged him back. It was a lie, she didn’t want to tell them she had come back early and made them suspicious.

“You’re just in time. Are you okay, sweetheart?” His voice was filled with concern.

“Yeah. Just struggling with the project due next week.” That was true, her friends' was working very slow, and she was worried they wouldn't meet the deadline.

“You got it, May. You're one of the smartest girls I've ever met. If you want, you can talk to me. I'm always here for you.” He said gently.

“Thank you, Bobby. I smell something delicious.” She said with a smile.

“I’m making French toast. Would you like some?”

“Are you really asking? When have I ever refused your cooking?” May joked.

“When you’re trying to diet. Coffee or orange juice?” He teased as he returned to the stove.

“Orange juice, please. Is there anything I can help?”

“Um… Could you wake your mom up? By the time your mom is ready, it’ll be time for breakfast.” He said, dipping another slice of bread into the egg mixture.

“Okay.” May nodded and walked to her mom and stepfather’s room. She saw her mother sleeping on Bobby’s side, buried deeply in his pillow. She shook Athena. “Mom, it’s time to wake up.”

Athena slowly opened her eyes, looking sleepily at her daughter standing by the bed. “Hmm… Good morning, baby.” She sat up, her voice still hoarse with sleep.

“Good morning, Mom. Bobby said breakfast is almost ready.”

“Okay. I’ll get ready now.” Athena nodded and stretched.

After getting dressed and applying light makeup, Athena stepped out of the room and hugged May. May knew her job had begun.

As Athena entered the kitchen, Bobby’s eyes lit up. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” His voice was as soft as velvet. He gently kissed her soft lips, made her smile. As she melted into his strong, warm embrace, he kissed her forehead twice more.

As Bobby handed Athena her coffee, he gently placed a kiss on the side of her head.

She leaned against the kitchen counter, holding a steaming cup of coffee, watching Bobby bustle around the kitchen. While waiting for the eggs to cook, Bobby turned and left a series of gentle kisses on Athena’s cheeks, forehead, and lips.

“Bobby, the eggs are burning!” Athena reminded him with a smile, her eyes sparkled with happiness, and she had no intention of stopping him. Instead, she tilted her head slightly to meet his kisses.

As he pulled out a chair for Athena to sit down, he leaned down and kissed her cheek again.

“Oh gosh, Bobby. It's very good,” Athena exclaimed after taking a bite of the French toast. “Glad you like it, baby,” Bobby said, unable to resist kissing her again because of her satisfied face.

As Athena continued to enjoy her french toast, Bobby noticed a trace of maple syrup on the corner of her mouth. The golden, sweet liquid glistened in the sunlight. Bobby reached out and gently wiped away the droplet of maple syrup with his thumb, his movements as gentle as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the world. Then, he placed a tender kiss on on the corner of her mouth, as if savoring the sweetness.

“May, do you want to come with us to buy groceries? We can stock up on some snacks in your dorm." Bobby asked as he skillfully cleared the table. Athena narrowed her eyes at him.

“Yes. I'm ran out of snacks.” May said, placing her plate in the sink.

“What?” Bobby noticed Athena's meaningful gaze and asked, confused.

“You're spoiling her. She can go shopping on her own.” She said confidently with a smile.

“I’m n-” Athena interrupted him, put her hand on his firm chest. “Do you think I didn’t see you bake three of May’s favorite treats? Do you think I didn’t see the clothes she left at the door for you to wash?” She teased, but her eyes were filled with admiration for his thoughtfulness and care.

“Okay, okay. I just want to ease her stress. There’s nothing wrong with that.” Bobby stroked her hand on his chest.

“I don’t say you’re wrong, Papa Bear.” Athena said. She tiptoed to kiss his lips. His cheeks flushed with charming dimples.

As Bobby walked past Athena into the kitchen, he kissed her cheek.

“Baby, you don’t have to wash the dishes after making breakfast.” She followed him into the kitchen.

“It’s okay. There are only a few plates to wash. Can you help me dry them?”

“Sure.” Athena picked up a clean dishcloth.

“Thank you.” He said and kissed her lips.

While Bobby was washing the dishes, he occasionally left feather-light kisses on the side of her head, cheeks, and neck. Each time, Athena’s lips couldn’t help but curve upward. According to May’s records, they kissed three times during the short time it took to wash the dishes.

“All done! May, we’ll leave in ten minutes.” Bobby looked satisfied at the clean dishes.

“Okay,” May said.

“I’ve got the list.” Athena said.

Bobby grabbed the keys, took Athena’s hand, and walked to the garage. He opened the car door for her to get in, then got in himself. As soon as he got in, he immediately took Athena’s hand.

“Okay. Girls ready to go?” Bobby looked at May in the backseat through the rearview mirror.

“Yes.” Athena and May said.

Bobby listened intently to her words as he drove. When she smiled brightly at his humorous response, he would leave a gentle kiss on the back of her hand or her knuckles.

Group chat 10:46 a.m.

～May: Guys, we're finally at the supermarket. I feel like they've kissed a hundred times.

~Buck: How many times now?

~May: 19 times.

May quietly observed them.

Maybe it was the side of her face as she carefully selected fresh fruit, or the slight frown on her brow as she thought, or simply the natural gesture of casually tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. All of which stirred an uncontrollable surge of love in Bobby's heart.

In the produce section, as Athena carefully inspected the ripeness of the tomatoes, Bobby quietly approached and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. It was the first time, but far from the last.

When they reached the bread section, as Athena reached for her favorite whole-grain bread, Bobby would wrap his arms around her from behind and sneak two quick kisses on the back of her neck, causing Athena to turn around in surprise, her eyes brimming with sweetness.

In the frozen food section, Bobby would pretend to be particularly interested in a certain product and call Athena over to look at it. When she leaned in, he would unexpectedly give her a quick kiss on the lips, then act as if nothing had happened and continue discussing the product.

When selecting coffee, they often discuss which flavor to buy. When Athena seriously explains why she prefers a certain brand. Bobby was moving by her enthusiasm and can’t help but gently kiss her forehead between her words, causing her speech to come to an abrupt halt and be replaced by a helpless yet doting smile.

“Honey, what do you think of this brand of pasta?” Athena picked up a package of pasta and turned to ask Bobby's opinion.

Bobby walked closer, pretending to study the packaging carefully, but his attention was entirely on Athena. “Hmm, it looks good, but I prefer watching you choose it carefully." He whispered, his lips curving into a gentle smile as he placed a kiss on Athena's shoulder.

Athena gently tapped his arm. “Bobby Nash, are you flirting in the supermarket?” She feigned reproach, but the sparkle in her eyes betrayed her.

“May, you can go pick out the snacks you want.” Bobby said as they reached the snack section.

“Okay,” May said, but she didn't walk too far away.

She watched as Bobby suddenly stopped in his tracks and gently pulled Athena's wrist. “Wait a moment, love, let me take a good look at you. The long dress you're wearing today suits you perfectly.” He whispered, his voice filled with love.

Athena turned around, her face flushing adorably. Before she could speak, Bobby leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. This unexpected sweet gesture made Athena’s eyes widen in surprise, but they were quickly replaced by a happy smile.

“Bobby!” Athena playfully tapped his shoulder, but couldn't hide the smile on her lips. “This is a public place! Just now was fine, but didn't you see how many people are here?”

“Can't I kiss my beautiful wife?” Bobby just winked playfully and kissed her nose again, prompting a few customers nearby to smile kindly.

When they finally finished shopping and pushed the fully loaded cart to the checkout line, the supermarket was bustling with people, and a long queue had formed at the cash register. Bobby, Athena, and May could only wait patiently. May pretended to be focused on listening to music.

While waiting in line, Bobby’s gaze involuntarily fell on Athena’s side face. The sunlight streaming through the supermarket’s glass windows illuminated her face, outlining her perfect features. In that moment, Bobby felt an indescribable sense of happiness welling up inside him.

He gently pushed the shopping cart forward, skillfully positioning Athena between himself and the cart, creating a private space just for the two of them. Athena turned to look at him in confusion, she was quickly melted by the love in Bobby's eyes.

“Thena...” Bobby murmured softly, his voice brimming with unwavering tenderness. He leaned down slowly and placed a gentle, feather-light kiss on Athena's cheek. The kiss carried the sweet fragrance of fresh strawberries from the supermarket's fruit section and the warmth of freshly baked chocolate cookies from the bakery section.

“What?” Athena asked softly, her voice tinged with sweetness.

Bobby didn't answer immediately. Instead, he leaned down in the bustling supermarket, under the gaze of many customers, couldn't help but press his lips gently against Athena's. The kiss was gentle yet passionate, brief yet deeply affectionate, as if he were pouring all his love into it.

When they finally parted, Athena's face flushed slightly, and her eyes sparkled with happiness. “What was that for?” she asked softly, her lips curving into a sweet smile.

“Because you are you, and for every ordinary moment we spend together.” Bobby replied, his fingers gently brushing her cheek. “Sometimes, I just watch you doing the simplest things, like picking out fruit or checking the shopping list, and I'm overwhelmed with happiness, unable to resist the urge to kiss you.”

Athena turned her head to kiss his palm, then leaned against Bobby's chest, wrapping her arms around his waist, feeling his strong heartbeat. “I love you, Bobby Nash. Even in something as small as waiting in line at the supermarket, you make me feel incredibly happy,” she whispered.

May cleared her throat gently, reminding them that the line had moved forward. The two exchanged a smile, and Athena let go of Bobby to push the shopping cart forward.

Bobby took all the shopping bags, and Athena helped Bobby open the trunk of the car. After Athena organized the items, he gently cupped her face and kissed the corner of her eye, thanking her for her thoughtful gesture.

Group chat 12:56 p.m.

~May: Guys, I can't believe they kissed 12 times just while shopping for groceries!

~Hen: So now it's 31.

~Chim: @Eddie, I told you so! LOL.

~Eddie: How did they kiss that much?

~Hen: Do you really want to know the answer?

~Eddie: Nope!!!

Group chat 4:34 p.m.

~May: Please tell me you’re on your way!

~Buck: I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. What?

~May: They kissed 16 times while cooking. I need someone to replace me!

~Hen: Oh poor girl. I’m on my way.

~May: I think Mom is starting to suspect me. You guys need to be subtle.

~Eddie: They wouldn’t kiss that much in front of others, right?

~Chim: You know nothing about them.

~May: Don’t forget how many times they kissed at the supermarket.

~Eddie: Right.

118 arrived at Athena Bobby’s house, and they immediately began counting.

Bobby stood by the barbecue grill in the backyard, guiding Athena. “You need to wait until the surface of the meat changes color slightly before flipping it.” Bobby explained softly, standing behind Athena, his hand gently covering hers, guiding her movements. When the meat flipped perfectly, the two shared a smile. Bobby leaned down and left an encouraging kiss on her forehead.

Chim and Hen exchanged a knowing glance. Hen quietly jotted something down on her phone, while Chim couldn't help but flash a big smile.

“Dear, could you pass me that bottle of rosemary?” Bobby asked. As Athena handed Bobby the seasoning he needed, he took the bottle and quickly kissed her wrist. Athena's eyes sparkled, and she gently squeezed Bobby's arm, silently expressing her love.

Throughout dinner, whenever they talked about the children’s amusing stories, shared challenges at work, or simply gazed at each other in silence, those natural kisses dotted the night like stars. Sometimes it was a thank you kiss when Bobby thoughtfully poured her more wine; sometimes times it was a comforting kiss he couldn’t resist gave her after hearing she recount a thrilling case; and during the toast, when Bobby and Athena's glasses clinked and their eyes met, they couldn't resist sharing a brief kiss.

In their calculations, the couple exchanged 12 kisses.

Athena had already noticed their glances and the not-so-subtle whispers before dinner. As an experienced police officer, few things escaped her sharp observation. Therefore, Athena deliberately fed Bobby a taste of her dessert to see their reaction. Bobby immediately gave her a sweet kiss after eating it.

This scene sparked a nearly uncontrollable commotion around the table. Athena clearly saw May and Buck exchange an excited glance, and Hen give Chimney a nod. She noticed they were watching her and Bobby’s every move, especially during each kiss, when their reactions became even more obvious. As an experienced police officer, she had already guessed what was happening.

“Just spit it out,” Athena said calmly, putting down her fork.

“What?” they said in unison, feigning innocence.

“Come on. Don’t be fool. I can see it,” Athena said, her gaze sharp but her lips curving into a barely perceptible smile.

“What is it, baby?” Bobby traced comforting circles on her back.

“They’re clearly up to something.” She gave them her famous side-eye, the kind of look that could make even the most hardened criminals in the LAPD start spilling the beans.

“May?” Athena said.

“There’s nothing, mom.” May tried to stay calm.

“Buck?” Athena said.

“There’s nothing.” Buck immediately grew tense, quickly taking a sip of water to hide his unease.

“Then why your hands are shaking?” Athena questioned.

“Because I… emm…”

“Okay. Okay. Don’t push them anymore. I told you guys Athena would notice it.” Hen laughed.

“Can someone tell me what happened?” Bobby looked confused, his brows slightly furrowed.

“We’re counting how many times tow of you kisses. You really didn’t notice us!” Chim laughed while wiping away tears.

“Because he was only looking at Athena and couldn’t see anyone else!” Hen said. Bobby felt his cheeks flush, but he wasn’t embarrassed.

“So, what’s the result?” Bobby asked curiously, not at all angry.

“Sixty times!” May announced.

“Only 60 times?” Athena raised an eyebrow at Bobby. “Baby, it seems we need to step it up.”

Bobby smiled and leaned in close to Athena, giving her a gentle kiss on the lips. “Sixty-one.” The entire table erupted in laughter.

“Who win?” Athena asked.

“Me!” May exclaimed excitedly, clearly proud of her victory.

“Good job, May!” Bobby high-fived her.

“I suspect you cheated.” Buck joked.

“Yeah. We can’t see how many times they kiss at midnight.” Hen said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Stop it, Hen!!!” May and Buck couldn’t help but roll their eyes. Their reaction sparked another round of laughter.

After everyone had left, Bobby was cleaning up when Athena embraced him from behind. He immediately put down the cloth he was holding and turned to look at her. Athena gazed at Bobby with deep affection, her eyes sparkling like stars. “Bobby, kiss me a thousand times...” She tiptoed slightly and whispered in his ear with a voice filled with sweet temptation.

The words flowed through the air like honey, each syllable brimming with endless tenderness. Bobby could feel her warm breath brush against his cheek and smell the faint scent of lavender on her body. Athena's hands gently caressed Bobby's chest, feeling his accelerated heartbeat.

“A thousand kisses aren't enough, my love.” Bobby replied gently, cupping Athena's face in his hands. “I want to kiss you ten thousand times, a million times, until the end of time.” His voice was low and filled with love.

Bobby leaned down to kiss her lips. Athena's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a charming blush spread across her face. She closed her eyes, feeling his soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

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When Bobby dragged his weary body through the front door, it was nearly 1 a.m. A warm glow seeped through the crack in the bedroom door, as thick and sweet as honey. He assumed Athena would go straight to bed after her shift.

“Strange...” Bobby murmured softly.

He tiptoed down the stairs and opened the door. Athena was sitting on his side of the bed, reading a book in his slightly oversized LAFD shirt. The collar of the shirt was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone.

“Hey, baby.” Athena's voice was as sweet as honey. Her eyes lit up when she saw him. She placed the book on the bedside table, knelt on the bed, and reached out her arms to him. The hem of the shirt swayed slightly with her movements, faintly outlining her curves.

Bobby felt a tightness in his throat. He set down his luggage, stepped closer, and embraced her tightly. The familiar scent of her body mingled with the lingering fragrance of laundry detergent on his shirt, instantly relieving him of the day’s fatigue. “Why aren’t you asleep yet, dear?” He pulled back slightly and kissed her lips.

“I miss you.” She said, her voice sweet and seductive. She ran her nails across his muscular chest.

Through the thin shirt, he could feel the slight sting of her nails, which made his blood boil.

“I miss you too.” Bobby said in a low voice, kissing her deeply. She took off his shirt and felt his warmth.

Athena reached out to unbutton his pants, and Bobby pulled both pieces of clothing down. He stepped out of the pile of clothes.

Bobby kissed her passionately while pulling open her LAFD shirt, discovering she was wearing only red lace underwear. This made his eyes grow darker.

Athena smiled and leaned back onto the bed. Bobby climbed onto her, guiding her legs around his waist.

Bobby placed his arms on either side of Athena's head, completely enveloping her in his shadow.

He wriggled his hips, pressing against hers. Athena could feel his erect penis.

He gently exhaled a hot breath into her ear, causing her body to tremble slightly. He traced the contours behind her ear with his tongue and sucked on her sensitive spot there.

“Umm...” Athena let out a sweet moan, which completely ignited the flame within Bobby.

He deliberately nibbled on her sensitive earlobe with his teeth, feeling her restless movements beneath him.

He left kisses filled with desire on her gradually flushing neck, ribs, navel, and lace panties.

He gently bit the edge of her red lace panties with his teeth and slowly pulled them down. Athena arched her hips in response, allowing the final restraint to leave her body.

He reached between her legs and played with her wetness. Both of them let out a satisfied sigh. “Bobby...” she whimpered.

Before licking her throbbing clit, he placed a kiss on the inner side of her thigh. He circled slowly with the right amount of pressure, causing her to arch her back and grip his hair tightly with both hands.

“Fuck…” she moaned. He inserted two fingers into her, moving them skillfully inside her, feeling her muscles contract repeatedly from the pleasure. “I'm coming.” He accelerated the pace of his finger thrusts.

Athena had completely lost her senses, her back arched high, her hands gripping Bobby's hair even tighter. As he sucked on her most sensitive core, she let out a moan that was almost a scream.

“Oh… Bobby!” The orgasm came quickly and intensely, her body convulsing uncontrollably as her legs clamped tightly around Bobby’s head.

Bobby kissed her trembling body. His tongue traced the contours of her lips with a hungry tease, demanding entry, sending a shiver down her spine.

He sucked her tongue possessively, and she could taste her own.

Before she could recover, he suddenly thrust his hard cock into her body, the sudden intrusion causing her to gasp.

Her fingers clenched the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white.

“Feels so good, baby.” he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, his words brimming with raw desire.

Athena wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her nails digging into his skin as waves of pleasure washed over her body.

“Harder… please…” She moaned, her voice taut with desire.

His movements became unrestrained, each thrust deeper and more urgent than the last.

Her entire body trembled as waves of pleasure swept over her, leaving her breathless.

When Athena's muscles clenched tightly around him, Bobby could no longer hold back.

“Fuck! Fuck!” he cursed aloud, succumbing to his release. His own release left him gasping for breath.

His arms trembled as he lay gently on top of her, trying not to crush her.

The room fell silent, broken only by his heavy breathing.

"Baby, are you ok?" he asked tenderly, his voice laced with concern.

There was no response, only the steady rhythm of her breathing filling the quiet room.

"Thena?" He lifted his head, only to find her already asleep beneath him, her long lashes casting delicate shadows on her cheeks.

He gently pulled away from inside her, his movements slow and deliberate to avoid disturbing her peaceful slumber.

A soft, contented moan escaped her lips as he pulled away, the sound sending a wave of affection through his heart.

Rising to his feet, he tenderly brushed his fingers through her damp hair. "I will be back, love." He whispered.

Bobby returned moments later with a warm, damp towel, his eyes filled with adoration as he began to gently cleanse her skin.

Each stroke was deliberate and loving, as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the world.
When the towel glided over her smooth thighs, Athena unconsciously let out a pleased whimper, the adorable sound making Bobby's heart melt completely.

"Good night, sweetheart," Bobby murmured against her ear.

He carefully arranged her tousled hair, his fingers lingering in the silken strands before tenderly tucking the blankets around her.

After completing these loving acts of care, Bobby slipped back into bed, Athena immediately lay on his chest.

"I love you," she mumbled sleepily. As if even in dreams, she was searching for his warmth.

"I love you too." he replied, his hand drawing soothing circles on her back as he held her close.

Bobby didn't fall asleep immediately but lay quietly, admiring Athena's peaceful sleeping face in the moonlight.

A soft smile played on his lips as he watched the gentle rise and fall of her breathing, memorizing every beautiful detail.

Until sleep caught up with him, he left a kiss on her forehead before drifting off.

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The soft morning light streamed through the window, casting a warm golden glow over Athena's skin. She stood before the full-length mirror, her slightly disheveled hair reflected in the mirror.

She slowly untied the sash of her robe, carefully examining the marks of love Bobby had left on her body the night before. These pale purple marks of varying intensity were scattered below her collarbone, on her shoulders, inner arms, near her ribs, waist, and inner thighs. Each delicate marks were strategically placed where clothing could easily cover them.

The kiss marks resembled rose petals blooming in spring. Each mark carried Bobby's fiery love, causing her to unconsciously recall the heart-pounding moments of passion from last night.

Athena gently traces these marks with her fingertips, recalling the warmth of Bobby's lips pressed against her skin, that tingling yet intoxicating sensation that makes her curve her lips into a smile.

“Enjoying my masterpiece?” Bobby smiles at her reflection in the mirror. His voice carries an unmistakable mix of pride and affection.

He walked closer, wrapped his arms around her from behind, and kissed the sweet spot behind her ear. His warm breath brushed against her ear. He rested his chin gently on her shoulder. Athena could smell the faint scent of his aftershave.

“Your masterpiece? These are going to be hard to explain at work.” Athena turned her head and raised an eyebrow.

“That's why I was so careful, choosing places where clothes could cover them.”

“Careful? Your actions last night didn't say that.” Athena locked eyes with him in the mirror.

“Last night...” Bobby's voice grew even deeper. “Last night I lost control. Seeing you in that black dress, I knew it would be dangerous.”

“So that's your excuse?” Athena chuckled, turning to face him, her fingertips gently tracing the contour of Bobby's jawline.

“Nope.” Bobby leaned in and gently kissed her nose, causing a sweet smile from her.

His fingers traced a mark on her collarbone. “This is because when you told me you loved me last night, I couldn't resist leaving a mark here.”

Then his hand moved to another mark on her shoulder. “This is because when you straddled my lap and kissed me, I wanted the whole world to know you're mine.”

“Bobby...” Athena's voice trembled slightly.

“And this one.” His finger slid toward the inner side of her arm. “It's because you held me tightly and whispered in my ear that we should never part. I wanted that embrace to never end.”

She had never imagined that behind these intimate marks lay such deep love.

“You always make everything sound so romantic.” Athena looked at his focused expression, her heart racing. She tiptoed and buried her face in his neck.

“It's because of you, I'm romantic. These aren't just marks, Athena. They're the flowers I've planted on you, each one representing my love for you.” His voice was low and gentle, carrying that intimacy reserved solely for her.

“Flowers?” She reached out to touch his cheek. “Why flowers?”

“Because flowers symbolize beauty, purity, and love. Just like what you mean to me.” Bobby's fingertips gently traced the outline of the rose on her ribs.

“But flowers will wilt, and these marks will fade.” Athena whispered softly, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes.

Bobby took her hand and pressed it against his chest, letting her palm rest against his beating heart. “Dear, can you feel it?” His heartbeat was strong and steady, and she could feel it racing beneath her palm. "This is the mark that will never fade. The marks on your body may fade, but our love will not. I will remember every time your eyelashes trembled as a flower bloomed, the blush on your skin, and your gentle sigh in my ear. I clearly remember how every flower bloomed under my lips." Bobby gazed deeply into her eyes, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her lips tenderly.

“When you say that, I don't want them to fade away,” Athena felt her eyes welling up.

“Then don't .” Bobby leaned down, his forehead touching hers. “Every time they start to fade, I'll plant new flowers for you. One by one, forever. Just like I fall in love with you all over again every day.”

“Forever?” Athena's voice was so soft it was barely audible.

“Forever. The flowers on you will never fade, just like my love for you. True love doesn't fade with time, just like these flowers. Even if they're no longer visible to the naked eye, they're deeply imprinted on our souls.” Bobby spoke firmly, gently kissing her lips.

“Then, will you plant flowers for me tonight?” Athena's eyes sparkled.

“If you wish, I would gladly spend the rest of my life filling an entire garden for you.” Bobby smiled, his voice brimming with endless tenderness.

“What kind of garden would that be?” she asked curiously.

“There will be roses, symbolizing my passionate love for you; there will be lilies, symbolizing our pure feelings...” Bobby said, gently kissing her cheek. Athena closed her eyes, feeling his tender kiss.

“It sounds like a beautiful garden.” Athena opened her eyes, filled with love.

“The most beautiful garden.” he said, gently caressing her cheek. “Because it is planted on the most beautiful land—your body and your heart. Your skin is the most fertile soil, your heartbeat is the gentlest dew, and your love is the sunlight that makes everything bloom.”

“I love you, Bobby Nash.” Athena whispered.

“I love you more, Thena.” Bobby replied, his voice filled with promise and eternal love.

Athena suddenly remembered something. She playfully poked Bobby's muscular chest with her finger and smiled. “What about your garden? I think I marked a lot yesterday.” He laughed softly and warmly, and she could feel the vibrations from his chest.

Bobby smiled as he undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing several noticeable marks on his shoulders. The flowers stood out vividly against Bobby's fair skin. “Look, my rose garden is here. But compared to yours, mine is nothing special.”

“I’m going to be late. I'll continue tending to our garden tonight, okay?” Bobby glanced at his watch.
Athena tiptoed and gave him a light kiss on the lips as her reply.

“Love you. Home safe.” She smiled.

“I love you too.” He gave her a long, deep kiss.

Athena looked back at herself in the mirror. Those kiss marks seemed to have truly transformed into flowers that would never fade, blooming in her heart. She knew that these marks of love were not just traces on her skin, but eternal vows that Bobby had carved into her life.

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On a weekend afternoon, sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell onto the backyard. A gentle breeze swept through the garden, carrying the scent of flowers. Athena sat in a chair watching Bobby water the plants.

“Your hair has grown longer.” Athena said suddenly.

Bobby stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at her, and the sunlight danced through his hair. “Really? I haven't had time to get a haircut yet.” Bobby said, feeling a bit embarrassed as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Don't cut. I like it this way,” Athena said, standing up and walking toward him.

The once neatly trimmed short hair had grown long enough to run fingers through, his hair glowing with a warm, light brown sheen in the sunlight. She gently ran her fingertips through his hair, feeling its softness and warmth.

“Really? Won't it look too messy?” Bobby closed his eyes, enjoying her gentle touch. He could smell the faint scent of her perfume, mixed with the fragrance of roses blooming in the garden.

“Not at all, it's actually quite sexy.” Athena smiled. She looked around at the blooming flowers. “I have an idea.”

“What idea?” Bobby raised his eyebrows, looking at her sparkling eyes.

Athena didn't answer but walked toward the depths of the backyard. She bent down and began picking various small flowers. She selected some white daisies, purple lavender, and a few unknown yet exceptionally cute wildflowers.

“Athena, what are you doing?” Bobby followed behind her, frowning as he asked.

“You'll see soon enough.” she turned her head and gave him a mysterious yet sweet smile.

“Sit down.” Bobby obediently sat on the chair, watching Athena stand before him, holding the freshly picked flowers in her hands.

“Don't move.” she whispered, then began carefully placing the small flowers in Bobby's hair. Each movement was as gentle as if she were handling the most precious treasure.

“Athena...” Bobby tried to protest.

“Shh, I haven't finished my masterpiece yet,” she stopped him. “Let me concentrate a bit.”

Her fingers gently ran through his hair, placing a white daisy near his temple, then a purple lavender on the other side, and scattering a few wildflowers throughout his hair. The wildflowers scattered in his hair were like stars dotting the night sky.

Bobby watched her serious expression. In that moment, he felt his heart fill with happiness, almost overflowing.

“Isn't this a bit strange?” Bobby asked, but he didn't move, enjoying her touch.

“Not at all strange.” Athena said seriously. “You have very beautiful hair...” She paused, looking at his face with love, “And you have a very beautiful face.”

“Athena...” Bobby felt his cheeks grow hot.

“Don't be shy, I'm just telling the truth.” she chuckled, continuing her ‘artistic creation’.

A few minutes later, Athena finally stepped back satisfied, admiring her work. Bobby's hair was adorned with small flowers of various colors, looking both cute and beautiful in the sunlight.

“Perfect!” she said contentedly.

Bobby reached out to touch the flowers on his head, but Athena stopped him by tapping his hand.

“Don't touch them! You'll knock them off,” she said.

“I must look ridiculous. I look like a walking garden, or... a walking vase?” Bobby giggled.

“No,” Athena shook her head, her deep brown eyes brimming with tender affection. “You look as beautiful as a bride.”

“A bride?” Bobby's eyes widened in surprise, her long lashes casting tiny shadows in the sunlight.

“Yes,” Athena nodded. “Beautiful, pure, breathtakingly lovely. If someone were to marry you, I'd be jealous enough to go mad.”

Bobby burst into a hearty laugh. “Well, you're lucky, because in this world, there's only one person I'd ever marry.”

“Oh? Who is it?” Athena asked casually, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner anticipation.

“You,” Bobby said, looking at her deeply, then pulled her close and kissed her gently on the chest. “Only you, it always be you.”

Athena's cheeks flushed a rose-like red, even her earlobes turning crimson. She shyly lowered her head, pretending to smooth out the wrinkles on Bobby's collar to hide her racing heart. She quickly changed the subject. “Let me take a photo of my lovely bride.”

He stood up, and she took out her phone to snap a few photos of Bobby. Bobby cooperated, striking various poses—sometimes serious, sometimes playful, which made Athena laugh uncontrollably.

“Oh my goodness, you're truly beautiful,” Athena said, wiping away tears of laughter. “I'm going to set these photos as my screen photo.”

“No, what if your colleagues see them?” Bobby feigned horror, widening his eyes.

“Then I'll proudly tell them this is my beautiful bride, the most beautiful bride in the world.” Athena playfully winked, her face adorned with a mischievous smile.

Looking at Bobby in the photo, Athena suddenly fell silent, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

“What's wrong?” Bobby keenly noticed the change in her mood.

“Bobby, do you think I... do you think I'm boring?” Athena bit her lower lip, looking a bit uneasy.

“What? Why are you asking that?” Bobby looked at her in surprise.

“I mean...” Athena avoided his gaze. “Like this, putting flowers in your hair and making you pose for photos... Do you think I'm childish or Boring?” Bobby looked at her tense shoulders, feeling so heartbroken he could barely breathe.

“Athena, please look at me.” He pleaded gently. Seeing her anxious expression, he reached out and took her hand.

She refused, so he gently lifted her chin. He saw a vulnerability in her eyes that was rarely seen on ordinary days.

“Why would you think that?” Bobby asked gently.

Athena took a deep breath. “I just... I'm always so serious, handling cases and facing dangers. But when I'm with you...” Her voice softened. “I want to do something silly. Like arranging flowers for you, or racing you in the supermarket to see who can find all the items on the shopping list faster, or...”

“Or what?” Bobby encouraged her to continue.

“Or deliberately choosing a horror movie when we watch a film, so I have an excuse to lean on you.” Athena's voice grew softer. “I'm worried you'll think I've become childish, unlike myself.”

Bobby listened quietly, his eyes sparkling with tenderness. He gently touched Athena's cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin. “Athena, these ‘silly’ things you do are my most cherished memories.“ Bobby looked at her deeply. ”Every time I think of you running with the shopping cart in the supermarket, or pretending to be scared by a horror movie, my heart becomes especially soft."

“Really?” Athena looked surprised.

“Really.” Bobby nodded seriously. “Do you know what I like most about you?”

“What?”

“It's you right now, letting go of all your defenses and being your true self. Not Sergeant Grant, not the strong mother, just Athena—the one who blushes, who acts spoiled, who wants to lean on me.” Bobby spoke gently.

“But wouldn't this make me too... too childish?” Athena bit her lower lip, and this habitual little gesture made Bobby want to kiss her.

Bobby shook his head, and the flowers on his head swayed gently. He held Athena's hands and placed them on his chest.

She could feel Bobby's strong heartbeat through her palms. “I feel honored to see this side of you. You know, there are always people who can see the real Athena. But you chose to show this side only to me. Only I can see this Athena who puts flowers on my head.”

“Bobby...”

“I'm not finished yet. Are you worried I'll think you're boring?” Bobby gently stroked Athena's cheek. “Athena, you're the most interesting person I know. You'll suddenly want to make pancakes at 3 a.m. and wake me up to make them with you. You'll stop to take a photo of a cute puppy and send it to me. You'll...”

“Put flowers in your hair,” Athena whispered.

“Yes, you'll put flowers in my hair.” Bobby laughed. “And make me look like a bride, but I don't mind at all. Do you know why?” Athena shook her head.

“Because only you can make me this happy.” Bobby's voice was low and firm. “Can’t nobody do it like you, Athena. No one can make me feel complete like you do.”

“Do you really think that?” Athena felt tears threatening to spill over.

“I don't just think that, it's the truth. You make me want to be a better person, not because you demand I change, but because your love makes me want to be worthy of you.”

“But sometimes I feel so strange.” Athena said, her voice trembling with emotion. “Like now, a grown woman putting flowers in her husband's hair.”

“Then I'm strange too.” Bobby replied. “A fire captain let his wife put flowers in his hair and think it's the most romantic thing in the world.”

“We're really strange.” Athena couldn't help but laugh.

“We're the best kind of strange.” Bobby corrected her. “And when you do these childish things, your eyes shine. That glow is more beautiful than any jewelry.”

“Really?” Athena's cheeks flushed.

“Really. Just like now, you look like a child who's discovered a new toy, that pure joy... Athena, that's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Every time I see that expression on your face, I want to give you all the happiness in the world.” Bobby looked into her eyes.

“Even if I wanted to put more flowers on your head, you'd still be happy?” Athena's eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Even if you wanted to put the entire garden on my head, as long as I could see you happy, I'd do anything.” Bobby smiled.

“I love you, Bobby Nash.” Athena threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly. As if she wanted to pour all her love into that embrace.

“I love you too, Athena Nash. I love everything about you, including all your childish traits.” Bobby returned her embrace.

“I never thought I'd find a man who'd let me put flowers in his hair.” Athena snuggled into his arms, her voice brimming with happiness.

“Then I'm lucky, because I never thought I'd find a woman put flowers in my hair.” Bobby replied. “Plus, Michael is bald, so you never had the chance to do that before.” He joked, causing Athena to burst into laughter.

Bobby stepped out of her embrace and gently kissed her lips. “I'll be back, babe.” he said, walking toward the most beautiful rose. He carefully picked the blooming pink rose and walked back to Athena's side.

“Now it's your turn.” he whispered.

“What?” Athena asked, confused.

Bobby smiled gently, reaching out to tuck Athena's hair behind her ear, then placing the rose on her right ear, letting the petals gently caress her cheek. He stepped back, gazing at her with eyes brimming with admiration and affection.

“Now you are my beautiful bride too.” he said earnestly.

“Bobby...” Athena reached out to touch the flower by her ear, feeling the velvety texture of the petals with her fingertips.

“I'm serious. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Not just your appearance, but your heart, your soul, everything about you.” Bobby stepped closer to her.

“You look beautiful too, my flower bride.” Athena smiled.

They smiled at each other. Bobby elegantly extended his hand, making a standard dance invitation gesture. “Would the beautiful lady dance with her flower bride?”

“In here?” Athena asked.

“Anywhere, as long as I'm with you.”

“I'm glad to dance with you, my love.” Athena placed her hand in his.

They swayed slowly in the backyard without music, the flowers on their heads gently swaying. Bobby's hand cradled Athena's waist, and Athena's head rested on his shoulder. The roses by her ear emitted a faint fragrance in the breeze. On this flower-scented afternoon, all they cared about was each other.

“Athena?” Bobby whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

“Hmm?” She looked up at him.

“I love you, I love your beauty, I love your quirks, I love your creativity in putting flowers in my hair.” He said, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her forehead, as light as a butterfly landing.

“I love you too, I love that you let me put flowers in your hair, I love everything about you.” Athena replied.

The sun gradually set in the west, and their love, like the flowers in the garden, would always bloom, always beautiful.

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The night sky over Los Angeles was unusually quiet, with streetlights casting a dim, yellow glow through the thin fog. Athena parked the car on the driveway, exhausted, and after turning off the engine, she took a deep breath.

Three weeks. Exactly twenty-one days.

This large-scale fraud case spanning multiple states had left her returning home only to sleep, and with Bobby's schedule, they hadn't had a proper moment together in ages. She was either at the crime scene or in the office sorting through mountains of evidence every day. She missed Bobby's embrace, the gentle sound of his voice whispering in her ear, and the breakfast he made.

She glanced at the time on her phone screen—2:47 AM. Bobby must already be asleep, he had an early shift tomorrow. Athena didn't want to wake him, but she couldn't wait to be back in his arms.

Athena dragged her weary body toward the front door. Her shoulders ached from hours of work, and her ankles throbbed. But the thought of seeing him soon filled her heart with warmth.

The key turned gently in the lock, and Athena tried not to make a sound. The entrance was pitch-black, with only the faint moonlight filtering through from the bedroom to guide her way. She quietly took off her coat and tiptoed toward the room.

Each step down the stairs made her heart race a little faster. It had been twenty-one days, and she had so many things she wanted to say to him, so many hugs she wanted to give him.

When she reached the bedroom door, the sight before her made her hold her breath.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting mottled patterns on the floor. Bobby half-naked lay on their bed, the blanket pulled up to his waist, revealing his muscular chest and arms. The moonlight flowed over his skin, outlining his perfect muscle lines. His chest rose and fell with each deep breath, looking so peaceful.

But what truly captivated Athena was—his face was gently covered by a silk nightgown, the pale blue one she had taken off the night before. His one hand gently caressed the fabric of the nightgown, while the other rested on his chest. He was taking a deep breath, as if inhaling something precious and invaluable.

She leaned against the doorframe, quietly admiring this tender, warm scene. This man who was brave and fearless in the fire, the Captain who always protected others, was now using such a pure and heartfelt way to ease his longing for her.

She watched his slightly furrowed brows, his occasional gentle strokes of his pajamas, and his eyelashes trembling slightly from his dreams. A surge of immense love and emotion filled her heart, and her fatigue seemed to dissipate by half in that moment.

She stood quietly at the door for a full five minutes, unwilling to disturb this beautiful scene. But her body’s exhaustion eventually reminded her that she needed a shower to wash away the fatigue and stress of the past three weeks.

After placing the gun and badge back in the cabinet, she turned toward the bathroom, taking each step carefully, afraid to make any noise that might wake the sleeping Bobby.

In the bathroom, Athena turned on the showerhead and adjusted the temperature to a comfortable level. Hot water gushed out from the showerhead. She removed the clothes she had worn all day and looked at her weary reflection in the mirror. Three weeks of intense work had made her noticeably thinner, with dark circles under her eyes, but her eyes still sparkled with the same gentle glow she had seen when she looked at Bobby earlier.

The hot water washed over her tense muscles, from her shoulders to her back, from her arms to her legs, every inch of her skin slowly relaxing under the soothing touch of the water. She closed her eyes, letting the warm water slide over her cheeks, her heart filled with anticipation and happiness at the thought of reuniting with her beloved.

The scent of shampoo filled the steam-filled air—it was the jasmine fragrance Bobby loved most. She imagined the satisfied expression he would wear when he caught the scent, and her lips curled into a smile.

Athena emerged from the bathroom wearing a soft nightgown. Her hair was still slightly damp, emanating a faint fragrance. She tiptoed toward the bedroom, her heart racing with anticipation at the thought of being reunited with him.

Bobby remained in the same position, his pajamas still gently covering his face. Athena carefully lifted a corner of the blanket and slowly lay down beside him. The mattress sank slightly under her weight, emitting a faint sound.

Almost instantly, he reacted. His body trembled slightly, and his arms instinctively reached toward Athena. When his hands touched her warm, soft body, he immediately woke up.

“Athena?” His voice was hoarse and confused from just waking up, and he quickly pulled the pajama off his face.

“Yes, it's me baby.” she replied softly, turning to face him and gently running her fingers through his slightly disheveled hair from waking up.

In the moonlight, Bobby's eyes first flickered with confusion, then quickly gave way to immense surprise and deep longing. His pupils appeared unusually clear in the moonlight, reflecting Athena's figure.

“You're back.” he said, his voice trembling as if he couldn't believe it was true. “Is the case over?”

“It's over.” Athena nodded, her eyes sparkling with the joy of success. “We caught the main culprit, and all the evidence is solid. The prosecutor said the prosecution is absolutely airtight this time.”

Bobby didn't say anything else, instead, he immediately pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, as if trying to make up for the three weeks they had been apart. His embrace was so strong and powerful that Athena felt a sense of security she had never experienced before.

“I missed you so much. Every day, every hour, every minute, I always thinking about you.” "He whispered in her ear, his voice filled with deep love.

Athena felt the strength of his arms around her, inhaling the familiar scent of his body—a mix of shower gel and his unique aroma.

“Me too, babe. I miss you too. I wonder what you're doing every day, if you're eating, and if you're thinking about me too. " she said gently.

Bobby gently stroked her back, feeling the warmth and softness of her body. “You've lost weight.” His hand moved to her cheek, his thumb gently tracing her cheekbone, his eyes filled with concern. “This case must have been tough. Look at your eyes—they're all puffy.”

"It's all over now. “Athena placed her hand on his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat. The sound of his heartbeat was so familiar, so reassuring. ”I'm here with you now, and that's enough."

Bobby kissed her forehead, then the corner of her eye, then the tip of her nose. Each kiss was filled with deep longing and endless tenderness. "I'm proud of you, my Sergeant. But I'm more worried about your health. Have you been eating properly? Have you been resting enough?"

Athena avoided his gaze, feeling a bit guilty. Over the past three weeks, she hadn't taken good care of herself, often forgetting to eat and getting insufficient sleep. “Yes, don't worry.” She told a small lie, not wanting to make him more concerned.

Bobby noticed her evasion and gently bit her ear. “You're lying. I know you, Athena Nash. Once you get into your work, you forget to take care of yourself.” His tone carried a playful scolding.

“Tomorrow I'll make you your favorite waffles, with bacon and fried eggs. For lunch I'll make your favorite pasta, and for dinner I'll make roasted chicken.”

“Aren't you going to work?” Athena asked with concern.

“I'll take a day off.” His kiss moved to her chin, where he gently kissed it. “I need to take good care of my beautiful wife.”

Athena was so moved she almost cried. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers gently caressing the back of his neck. “You're so kind, Bobby Nash. How lucky am I to have met you.”

“I'm the lucky one.” He looked up at her, his eyes gentle and deep in the moonlight. “Loving you and being loved by you is the luckiest thing that's ever happened to me.”

He began leaving gentle kiss marks on her neck, from behind her ear to her collarbone, each kiss making Athena's heart race. She savored the warmth and moisture of his lips, the occasional gentle nibble that sent shivers down her spine.

“Your skin smells like jasmine.” Bobby kissed her shoulder. “That's my favorite scent.”

“I know. That's why I used that shampoo.” Athena smiled softly.

Bobby looked up, his eyes sparkling. “You're always so thoughtful.” He kissed her lips. “I love you, Athena.”

“I love you too.” She kissed him back, then suddenly remembered what she had just seen. “Bobby, I just saw you covering your face with my nightgown. Why?”

Bobby's movements suddenly stopped, and he shyly buried his head in her shoulder, unable to meet her eyes. “You'll laugh at me.”

“I won't. Tell me.” Athena gently stroked his back, her voice as soft as feathers. “I'll never laugh at you.”

He lifted his head to look at her. In the moonlight, his eyes were both tender and a bit shy, even tinged with a childlike blush. "Because I missed you so much. And that nightgown smells like you. When I cover myself with it, I can imagine you're right beside me, just like now." He whispered softly.

He paused, as if gathering his thoughts. “I know this sounds silly, but on nights when you're not here, I sleep holding your pillow because it has your scent. Tonight I found that nightgown, and it feels more like you than the pillow, so I...”

Athena's heart melted completely. She cupped his face in her hands and looked deeply into his eyes. “You know what? That's the most romantic thing I've ever heard.”

“Really?” His eyes flickered with uncertainty. “Don't you think I'm being childish?”

“Really.” She nodded seriously, then kissed his lips. "It shows how much you love me and miss me. I feel like the happiest woman in the world."

“That's good.” Bobby sighed in relief and held her tighter. “I thought you might think I was a pervert.”

“Never. I only think you're adorable and deeply affectionate.” Athena traced small circles on his chest.

Bobby kissed her forehead gently, then began to stroke her hair. The soft strands slid through his fingers, carrying a faint scent of jasmine. “I've been counting the days, waiting for you to come back. My team have been saying I've been distracted lately.”

“Really?” Athena asked curiously.

“Really.” Bobby smiled sheepishly, “Hen even asked if we had a fight because I've been so distracted. I told her I just miss you so much.”

“What did she say?”

“She said that's the power of love.” Bobby gently stroked her cheek. “Then she suggested I buy you flowers or write you a love letter.”

Athena couldn't help but laugh. “Did you consider it?”

“Of course I did.” Bobby said seriously, “I wrote a few love letters and bought flowers, but I think the best gift is myself. And I know what you want most might not be flowers or love letters, but my company.”

“You're right. Your company is more precious than any gift.”

Bobby continued to leave gentle kisses on her body, from her shoulders to her arms, from her arms to her fingers. He kissed each of her fingers, as if trying to imprint every inch of her skin in his heart.

“Your hands have also become thinner, you must be working too hard.” He held her hands and said with some concern.

“It's okay. It'll get better in a few days.” Athena said nonchalantly.

“No.” He shook his head. “You need to take care of yourself. Tomorrow I'll cook lots of good things for you, and you absolutely must not do any housework.”

“Bobby...” Athena tried to stop him, but seeing the determination in his eyes, she knew it was useless to say anything. That was Bobby Nash—always wanting to take care of everyone around him, especially her.

“Don't refuse.” He kissed the palm of her hand gently. “Let me take care of you, okay? For the past three weeks, I couldn't do anything but wait. Now that you're back, let me make it up to you.”

“Alright, I promise.” Athena nodded, her eyes brimming with tears of emotion.

Bobby smiled contentedly, then continued his “kissing journey.” His lips moved to her wrist, feeling her pulse there. “Your heart is beating fast.” he whispered.

“Because of you. Every time you kiss me, my heart beats fast,” she answered honestly.

“Me too.” Bobby placed her hand on his chest. “Feel it.”

Athena indeed felt his rapid heartbeat, strong and full of vitality and love. “We're like two teenagers.” she said with a smile.

“Love keeps you young forever” He said. "I love everything about you, Athena. Your courage, your wisdom, your beauty, your kindness. I love the way you focus when you work, I love the way you frown when you're angry, I love the way you sleep so peacefully." He whispered in her ear.

Every word felt like a feather gently caressing Athena's heart, making her feel more loved and cherished than ever before. “Bobby...” Her voice trembled slightly.

“Shh.” He kissed her lips gently. “Don't cry. Tonight is only about happiness, only about love.”

They embraced each other, whispering softly under the moonlight. Bobby told her about the funny things that had happened at the firehouse over the past three weeks, told her how much he had missed her, and told her about every dream he had dream about her. Athena shared the details of the case with him, telling him how she longed for his warmth and his embrace while at work.

Time slipped away as they whispered to each other, the moon shifted its position in the sky, and the light and shadow in the room quietly changed.

“Bobby.” Athena suddenly whispered his name, her voice tinged with a hint of petulance.

“Hmm?” he responded immediately, gently stroking her hair.

“I'm tired.” She buried her face in his neck, her voice slightly muffled. “But I don't want to sleep. I want you to kiss me a little longer, hold me a little longer. I'm afraid that when I wake up, this will all be just a dream.”

Bobby's heart melted at her words. He held her tighter, kissing her gently on the top of her head. “This isn't a dream, baby. I'm here, and I'll always be here.”

“Can you kiss me a little longer? I want more kisses.” Athena lifted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with childlike pleading.

“Of course. I'll give you all the kisses you want.” Bobby smiled gently.

He began to kiss her more tenderly, from her forehead to her eyes, from her nose to her lips, from her chin to her neck. Each kiss was filled with love and cherishment, as if he were trying to convey three weeks of longing through these kisses.

“I love you, Athena Nash. I love you more than my life.” He whispered between kisses.

“I love you too, Bobby Nash. I will always love you.” She said softly.

The moonlight still shone on the two lovers, witnessing their late-night reunion and silent affection. On this quiet night, in this warm room, they found each other again, found their complete selves.

“Can we sleep now? You need rest, baby.” Bobby gently stroked her cheek.

“Yes. Hold me while I sleep, and don't let go.” Athena nodded contentedly.

“I'll never let go.” He promised, gently covering them with the blanket and holding her tightly. “Sweet dreams, my love.”

In Bobby's warm embrace, Athena finally closed her eyes in peace. The fatigue and longing of the past three weeks slowly faded away in her lover's embrace, and she drifted off to sleep with a contented smile.

Bobby watched the woman in his arms quietly, his heart filled with gratitude and love. He kissed her hair gently and whispered sweet nothings in her ear until her breathing became steady, and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The night was deep, but love never sleeps.

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“Hey, Athena Bobby!” Karen said happily and hugged them.

“Hey, thank you for inviting us.” Athena said.

“You're welcome. We haven't gotten together in a long time.” Karen said.

“Oh my god! You two are doing it again! What is this, telepathy?” Hen brought out the salad from the kitchen and immediately noticed their outfits.

“Let me guess, did you two plan this outfit together this morning?” Karen took the red wine from Bobby's hands and couldn't help but laugh.

Athena wore an elegant off-white silk blouse paired with dark trousers, while Bobby chose a light gray polo shirt and dark jeans. As they walked in hand in hand, their overall color scheme was harmonious, as if carefully coordinated.

“What do you mean?” Athena asked in confusion, but out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Bobby's slightly stiffened body.

“Athena, you two always wear similar color schemes.” Hen exaggeratedly gestured. “Last time at the gathering, you were both in dark blue, the time before that was white, and today it's this soft beige tone. What else could it be but intentional?”

Bobby cleared his throat and walked toward the dining table. “It's just... a coincidence. Do you need help setting the table?”

“A coincidence? Bobby, you're suspicious,” Karen raised an eyebrow.

Athena watched her husband's reaction with interest. Bobby's ears began to turn red, and he started setting the table in a flustered manner, moving much faster than usual.

“Cap, your face is red. This is definitely not a coincidence!” Hen pointed out ruthlessly.

“I'm not blushing. It's just a bit hot in here.” Bobby insisted, but his voice sounded unnatural.

Athena walked over to him and gently stroked his back. “It is a bit hot. Do you want me to open the window?”

Bobby felt her touch and relaxed a little. “I'm fine.”

Lunch proceeded in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. Karen's roasted chicken with rosemary potatoes filled the air with a delicious aroma, and Hen's lemon soda was refreshing and invigorating. However, Athena's attention was more focused on observing Bobby.

“So, where are you planning to go for your date night next week?” Karen asked.

“We want to go to that new Italian restaurant.” Bobby replied, naturally pouring water for Athena.

“Oh, that's great! But remember to make a reservation in advance, it's often full. By the way, will you two ‘coincidentally’ wear matching outfits again?” Hen's eyes sparkled with mischief.

This time, Bobby's face turned completely red, and he almost knocked over the glass. Athena quickly caught it.

“Be careful.” Athena said.

After returning home, Athena couldn't get Hen and Karen's words out of her mind. She stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom and carefully recalled her outfits from the past few weeks. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was off.

“It can't be that coincidental...” she muttered to herself, beginning to search her mind for more “evidence.”

She remembered that last Tuesday she had worn a beige sweater, and Bobby had also chosen a beige polo shirt that day. On Friday, she had chosen an olive green coat, and Bobby had also worn a shirt in the same color.

Athena decided to test her hypothesis.

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The next morning, she deliberately chose a black silk blouse paired with black skinny jeans—a all-black outfit she rarely wore. While preparing breakfast in the kitchen, she heard Bobby moving around in his room.

Five minutes later, Bobby emerged wearing a black shirt paired with black jeans.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her neck.

“Good morning.” Athena leaned into his embrace, feeling his warmth. “You look very handsome today.”

“Thank you.” Bobby whispered in her ear. “You look beautiful too.”

Athena turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I think this outfit is a bit formal. I want to change into something more casual.”

“Okay.” Bobby kissed her forehead. “I'll go make some coffee.”

Athena went back to her room and changed into a brown cashmere sweater, soft in texture and warm in color. While she was changing, Bobby said he had gotten his clothes dirty, so he needed to change too. But Athena didn't see any stains on his shirt.

As expected, he changed into a brown shirt.

“This sweater suits you well.” Bobby walked toward her, gently stroking her arm, feeling the softness of the cashmere.

“You look great too. This color makes you look so warm.” Athena tiptoed and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

Bobby deepened the kiss, gently caressing her back with both hands. When they parted, both of them were slightly out of breath.

“Let's have breakfast and then go out.” Bobby said softly, but his hands couldn't bear to leave her waist.

“Wait one more minute.” "Athena rested her head against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

In her heart, she had already confirmed her suspicion. Bobby had indeed been secretly observing her outfit and chosen a matching color. Thinking about the limited selection in his wardrobe—mainly polo shirts and shirts in a few colors—she felt a wave of warmth. Even with limited options, he had made an effort to coordinate with her.

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On the third day, she wore a white dress in the morning. It was a dress she loved, simple and elegant, with a length that perfectly highlighted her figure.

As expected, Bobby chose a white shirt.

Athena knew this couldn't be a coincidence.

“Bobby.” She called out to him as he was buttoning his shirt.

“Hm?” Bobby looked up at her, his hands pausing.

“We need to talk.” Athena walked up to him and reached out to help him button his shirt.

“About what?”

“About you secretly observing what color I wear every day and then choosing matching clothes.” Athena looked him straight in the eyes.

Bobby’s face flushed instantly. He tried to step back, but Athena held onto his collar, preventing him from moving.

“I... I didn’t...” He tried to deny it, but his voice grew fainter.

“Babe. Yesterday I changed my clothes, and so did you. Last week I wore beige, and so did you. This isn’t a coincidence.” Athena’s voice was gentle yet firm.

“I... I'm sorry.” Bobby lowered his head, like a child caught stealing candy.

“Why apologize? I just want to know why.” Athena gently stroked his cheek, making him look at her.

Bobby took a deep breath. "Because... because I wanted us to look more matched. I know it sounds silly, but every time I see us wearing similar colors, I feel... like the whole world can tell we're a couple."

Athena's heart melted instantly. She never expected this strong fire captain, this man who fearlessly faced flames, to blush over such a sweet little thought.

Athena reached out and gently stroked his flushed cheek. “Bobby Nash, do you know how adorable you are?”

“I'm not cute, I'm a grown man.” Bobby protested, his face growing even redder.

“You are cute.” She tiptoed up, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Cute as hell.”

“Don't you think I'm being childish?” Bobby asked uneasily, his hand gently caressing her waist.

“Childish?” Athena chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “I think it's one of the sweetest things in the world.”

“Really?” Bobby's eyes sparkled with surprise.

“Really.” Athena kissed him again, this time deeper and longer. “Think about it—every morning you observe my choices and find the most complementary colors from your limited wardrobe. How much thought and love does that take?”

Bobby held her tightly, burying his face in her neck. “I just... I just want everyone to know you're my wife, and we belong to each other.”

“Silly.” Athena stroked his back. “Even if we wear completely different colors, the whole world can see how much we love each other. But...” She paused. “I must admit, I really like your little secret.”

Bobby looked up at her. “Really?”

“Really. But next time, you can just tell me what color you want to wear, and we can plan together.”

“So what color do you want to wear for tomorrow's double date with Hen and Karen?” Bobby's smile was as bright as the sun.

“Hmm...” Athena thought, tracing small circles on his chest with her fingers. “How about red?” "

“Red?” Bobby furrowed his brow. “I don't think I have any red clothes.”

“Then we'll go buy one this afternoon. If we're going to match, we might as well do it properly.” Athena said with a smile.

“You're willing to go shopping with me?” Bobby's eyes sparkled with surprise.

“Of course.” She kissed him again. “But there's one condition.”

“What condition?”

“From now on, whenever you want to wear matching outfits with me, just say so. I'm more than happy to oblige my adorable husband.”

“Deal. So can I officially invite Ms. Athena Nash to wear matching outfits with me now?” Bobby's smile grew even brighter.

“I'm honored to accept Mr. Bobby Nash's invitation.” "Athena replied in a formal tone, and both of them couldn't help but laugh.

“I love you, Thena.” He said, pulling her into his arms.

“I love you too, Bobby. I love everything about you, including your little secret of matching my clothes' colors.”

They embraced in the warm morning light, their hearts overflowing with simple and pure happiness.

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In the afternoon, they went to the mall. In the men's clothing section, Athena carefully selected several different colored shirts for Bobby, including a burgundy polo shirt.

“This one suits you perfectly. The color complements your skin tone.” She held the shirt up in front of him.

“Are you sure?” Bobby looked at himself in the mirror, unsure.

"Absolutely sure. Tomorrow I'll wear a red dress, and you'll wear this. We'll be the perfect match." Athena stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Thank you for not mocking me.” Bobby turned to face her, gently caressing her cheeks.

“I never would. Your affection is never worthy of mockery, only of cherishing.” Athena said earnestly.

When Bobby stepped out of the fitting room wearing a burgundy polo shirt, Athena's eyes lit up.

“Perfect! Tomorrow we'll make Hen and Karen take notice.” She walked toward him, adjusting his collar.

“Don't you mind letting them know the truth?” Bobby asked.

“Of course not.” Athena tiptoed to kiss him. “I'm proud to have such a thoughtful husband.”

On the way home, Bobby drove while Athena sat in the passenger seat, her hand gently resting on his hand on the gearshift.

“Bobby?”

“Hmm?”

“Next time you want to match your outfit with mine, remember to tell me. We can plan together, it'll be more fun.”

"Okay. Actually... I have another idea."

“What idea?”

“Maybe we could buy some real couple's outfits?” Bobby suggested shyly.

“Bobby Nash, you're getting cuter and cuter. Of course we can. Let's go shopping next weekend.” Athena said with a smile.

At the red light, Bobby turned to look at her, held her hand, and gently kissed the back of her hand, his eyes filled with love. “I'm truly lucky to have married you.”

“We're both lucky.” Athena kissed his lips. “Now, let's go home and plan the perfect couple's outfit for tomorrow.”

Sometimes, love is all about these little details—wanting to wear the same color clothes as you, wanting the whole world to know we're each other's one and only. And the most beautiful part is that this love is understood, accepted, and cherished.

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The summer sun of Florida streamed through the hospital's blinds into the ward, where Athena held her father's hand, watching his steady breathing. After several days of treatment, Samuel's stroke condition had finally stabilized, and the doctor said he was recovering well, needing only continued observation.

“Dad, I'll go home first and come back tomorrow to be with you,” she whispered, gently kissing her father's forehead.

Driving back to her childhood home, Athena spotted a group of women gathered in front of her house from a distance. She furrowed her brows.

What was going on? Why were so many people gathered outside her house?

“Oh my God, look at that body...”

“Those muscle lines are just perfect...”

“Whose man is he? How sexy...”

“Look at that butt, my goodness...”

A group of neighborhood women were gathered in front of her house, whispering to each other, their eyes all fixed in the same direction. Some even took out their phones to take photos. Athena parked the car and followed their gaze, instantly understanding what was happening. She felt her blood pressure rise rapidly.

Under the blazing sun, Bobby was kneeling on the lawn weeding, his upper body completely bare. Sweat glistened on his muscular back, and his back muscles rippled with each movement. Every time he bent over, his broad latissimus dorsi muscles and shoulder blades were perfectly displayed, with distinct and elegant muscle lines. He was focused on pulling weeds with both hands, completely unaware of the hungry stares behind him.

What made Athena even more furious was that Bobby’s kneeling position had his buttocks high in the air, and the women’s gazes were clearly fixated there, admiring them without restraint. His waistline extended perfectly to his buttocks, which were firm and perfectly displayed before everyone. His jeans tightly outlined the contours of his muscular glutes. Every time he leaned forward to pull weeds, that perfect curve became even more pronounced.

“Look at that waistline...”

“And that butt—it's so hot...”

“His back muscles are also so well-defined...”

“A man with such a body is truly rare...”

The women's whispers grew bolder, with some even beginning to discuss wanting to “borrow” Bobby's services.

Athena felt her temples throbbing, her fists clenching unconsciously. She strode toward the crowd, clearing her throat. “Ladies, what's so interesting?”

The women finally noticed Athena had returned, but their eyes lingered on Bobby.

Bobby heard the sound and turned his head, flashing a bright smile. He tried to stand up to greet his wife, but after kneeling for so long, his legs were numb, and he stumbled before regaining his balance. “Athena, you're back!”

“Bobby Nash! What are you doing?!” " The voice carried a clear tone of displeasure.

“I was helping pull weeds. Beatrice said there were too many weeds in the yard, so I thought I might as well pull them since I had nothing else to do.” He blinked his innocent light brown eyes, his gaze sparkling like a puppy's, completely unaware of how irresistible he looked just now.

The women watching the scene couldn't help but let out louder exclamations of admiration.

“Wow, he's so cute...”

“Those eyes are so mesmerizing, like a puppy's...”

“How could a husband be so thoughtful and sexy...”

“Athena is so lucky...”

Seeing her husband's innocent expression, Athena's anger flared even more. She looked around, the women were still openly staring at Bobby's body.

“Go inside!” Athena said through gritted teeth. “Go inside now!”

Bobby blinked in confusion but obediently walked toward the house.

"Ladies, there's nothing to see here. The show is over." Athena turned to face the women, who were still whispering among themselves, her voice as cold as ice.

The women reluctantly dispersed, but they kept glancing back, and some were even discussing whether they could see the same “scenery” tomorrow.

“Mom!” Athena pushed open the door and shouted loudly, her voice clearly filled with anger. “How could you let Bobby pull weeds in the blazing sun without a shirt on? He's not young anymore. Why didn't you borrow a lawnmower from the neighbors? Making him kneel on the ground to pull weeds, what if he gets heatstroke?”

But her true thoughts were: She didn't want those women to keep staring at her man, but she couldn't say that, so she had to say he was old.

Beatrice came out of the kitchen, still holding a dishcloth. “Oh, Athena, you're back. I just mentioned that the front yard needed mowing, and he volunteered to help. He is big strong fireman, isn't he? How could he get heatstroke?”

"Mom, just borrow a lawn mower from the neighbors. Don’t let him kneel on the ground to pull weeds, it’s bad for his knees." Athena tried to control her tone, but her voice still sounded sharp.

“I’m fine, I can do it. This is nothing to me, you don’t need to worry about me. Besides, I like helping out, it makes me feel useful.” Bobby said. His expression was sincere, completely unaware of what had just happened.

Beatrice looked at her daughter's slightly tense and angry expression, and a flash of understanding crossed her eyes. She had lived for so many years, and this was the first time she had seen her usually strong-willed daughter feel jealous. She thought Athena looked pretty cute when she was jealous.

“Alright, alright, since Athena is so worried, Bobby, you don't have to pull weeds tomorrow.”

“But there are still so many weeds left to pull .."

“It's okay, we can find another way.” Athena said quickly.

“Alright, I'll do as you say.” Bobby walked toward Athena, wanting to give her a hug.

But Athena took a step back, avoiding his damp embrace. “Go take a shower first, you're all sweaty.” This action was enough to let him know she was upset about him.

Bobby nodded and headed toward the bathroom. As he passed by Athena, he stopped and gently stroked her cheek. “Babe, if I did something wrong, you have to tell me, okay? I don't want you to be upset.”

Seeing Bobby's concerned expression, Athena's heart softened. “Go take a shower. You're covered in sweat, I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

Watching Bobby's figure disappear behind the bathroom door, Athena sighed heavily. She knew Bobby was just trying to help, he had always been kind and willing to assist others. But the women's stares made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Athena imagined Bobby rinsing the sweat off his body, the water trickling down his muscles. She shook her head, trying to shake off those thoughts.

“Babe? Can you get me a clean towel? I forgot to bring one.” Bobby's voice came from the bathroom.

“Coming!” Athena walked toward the bathroom, silently deciding to herself: Starting tomorrow, she would make sure Bobby always wore clothes when he was outside.

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The next morning, Athena had just finished breakfast when the doorbell rang. She checked the time—it was only eight o'clock.

Who could be coming so early?

“I'll get it,” Bobby said, heading toward the door.

“I'll go,” Athena said, stepping forward first, a sense of foreboding in her heart.

Standing outside the door was Maria from across the street, a middle-aged Black woman with a curvy figure, clearly dressed up for the occasion, wearing a low-cut red blouse, her smile overly bright.

“Good morning, Athena,” Maria said, her gaze sweeping past Athena and landing directly on Bobby in the kitchen, her eyes brimming with unhidden admiration. “I was wondering if your husband is available. My drain is clogged, and we need a strong man to take a look.”

Athena felt a pang of irritation but forced herself to remain polite. “Maria, I can help you contact a professional repairman...”

“Oh, no need, no need,” Maria waved her hand, her voice sweet enough to give one goosebumps. “I saw your husband mowing the lawn at your house yesterday. He looks capable and strong. And...” She lowered her voice and leaned closer to Athena. “His body is really impressive, isn't it? Those muscles, oh my...”

Athena's smile froze instantly, and her fists clenched at her sides.

Bobby walked over at that moment, wearing a friendly smile. “What's going on? Need some help?”

“You're Bobby, right?” Maria's eyes lit up, and her voice grew even sweeter. "There's an issue with the drain at my place. Could you take a look? I really don't know what to do. I can pay you."

“Of course I can.” He agreed readily and started to walk out the door.

“Wait!” She grabbed his arm urgently, her grip so strong it startled him. “Put some clothes on!”

He looked down at himself, he was wearing jeans and a tank top. “I am wearing clothes. It's hot outside, and climbing on the roof will make me sweat a lot.”

“Put something on! Otherwise, you're not going anywhere!” Her tone was non-negotiable, and her stern gaze left him no room to argue.

Though confused, he returned to his room and put on a T-shirt. As Maria waited at the door, a clear look of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

When Bobby came out wearing the T-shirt, Athena inspected him carefully, making sure every inch of his body was covered, before letting him leave.

“I'll be back soon.” Bobby gave Athena a light kiss on the forehead.

Seeing Maria walk with a deliberate sway in her hips and occasionally turn back to talk to Bobby, her posture made Athena want to rush over and drag that woman away. A fiery rage burned within her, so she decided to follow and see what was happening.

Maria’s house was across the street, and Athena could clearly see her yard. She pretended to be watering flowers but kept her eyes fixed on the opposite side.

Soon, she saw Bobby start climbing the ladder to inspect the roof's gutter. Though wearing a T-shirt, the Florida heat had him sweating profusely, the T-shirt clinging to his body, outlining his perfect body.

What made Athena even more angry was that Maria was standing right below the ladder, looking up at Bobby, occasionally handing him a towel and water. From Athena's perspective, that woman's eyes never left Bobby's body.

“Do you need me to hold the ladder?” Maria asked sweetly.

“No, it looks like leaves are blocking it. I'll have it fixed soon.” Bobby focused on clearing the blocked leaves.

“You're so skilled. I wish I had a husband like you,” Maria praised.

Athena clenched the hose in her hand, wanting to rush over and chase that woman away.

Half an hour later, Bobby finally fixed the drain. When he climbed down from the ladder, Maria immediately handed him a towel and a glass of iced water.

“Thank you, Bobby, you're my savior,” Maria said, deliberately brushing against Bobby's arm to feel his muscular biceps. “As a thank you, I baked some cookies. You must try them.”

Bobby wiped the sweat from his brow. “No need to thank me. Neighbors should help each other out.”

But Maria had already run inside and soon emerged with a plate of delicate chocolate cookies. “This is my grandmother's secret recipe. You'll love them.”

Bobby politely accepted the cookies. “Thank you. They look delicious. I'll share them with my wife.”

Athena watched from across the street, grinding her teeth. When Bobby returned home with the cookies, she was already waiting at the door.

“Fixed it?” she asked, trying to keep her voice calm.

“Yeah, it was just leaves blocking the drain. Maria said this is to thank me for fixing the gutter. You should try one, they're delicious!” he said cheerfully, completely oblivious to Athena's sour expression.

Athena looked at the plate of beautifully arranged cookies and really wanted to grab them and throw them in the trash, but she couldn't actually do that.

Bobby had already picked one up and gently fed it to her. “Try it, Thena. She said it's her grandmother's secret recipe.”

Athena reluctantly took a bite. Though the cookie was indeed delicious, she wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. "Um... not bad.”

“I think they're delicious too. I'll ask her for the recipe tomorrow, and I can learn to make it for you.”

“What? Tomorrow too?!” Athena raised her eyebrows, her voice rising an octave.

“What's wrong? Didn't you say they were delicious?” Bobby looked at her in confusion.

“I...” Athena took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. “I said they're delicious, but I don't think it's necessary to beother her.”

“It won't be a trouble. Maria is a nice person.” Bobby said innocently, completely unaware that his wife's expression had turned dangerous.

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

This time, it was a woman in her forties wearing tight yoga clothes named Janet.

“Athena, is your husband home? My faucet is broken and keeps dripping. I can't fix it on my own.” Janet said directly.

Before Athena could speak, Bobby eagerly agreed. “Of course, when is convenient?”

“Now is fine, if it's not too much trouble.” Janet said with a smile, her eyes darting back and forth over Bobby.

Athena felt a splitting headache. She realized that yesterday's “show” had already made the entire community's women aware of Bobby's existence, and they were clearly all interested in him.

Over the next few days, Bobby received various “requests for help.” Every day, different women came knocking on the door, finding all sorts of reasons to ask Bobby for assistance, and the reasons became increasingly absurd.

The next day, it was Mrs. Williams, who needed Bobby to help move some “heavy objects,” but Athena discovered that the so-called heavy objects were just a few pillows.

The third day, it was Mrs. Davis, whose car wouldn't start, and she needed Bobby to take a look. Bobby came back and said the car was just out of gas, but Mrs. Davis insisted on inviting him for coffee as a thank you.

On the fourth day, it was Mrs. Smith, who needed Bobby to help trim the branches in her backyard, claiming she was afraid to climb the ladder.

Every time Bobby went out to help, Athena would find an excuse to linger nearby, and she would see the women gathered around Bobby, their eyes darting between his biceps and pectorals, occasionally letting out exclamations of admiration. Even though Bobby was wearing a T-shirt, his muscles was still clearly visible, and the women couldn't hide their desire as they looked at him.

“Bobby's arms look so strong...”

“Look at the definition of his chest muscles...”

“He's really masculine...”

“Athena is so lucky to have such a husband...”

Every time she heard these whispers, Athena had to exert tremendous self-control to stop herself from rushing over to assert her ownership.

What angered her even more was that every time Bobby returned, he brought back various “gifts”—homemade pies, cookies, lemonade, and even a scarf knitted by someone. His face always bore a satisfied smile, completely unaware of the women's true intentions.

“Thena, look, Mrs. Smith gave us an apple pie. We can have it for dessert tonight.” Bobby excitedly showed off the pie in his hands.

Athena didn't want to eat that pie at all. She knew the true motives of those women, but Bobby was completely oblivious. He simply wanted to help his neighbors, completely unaware that the way they looked at him was like they were looking at a delicious piece of cake.

“Bobby, don't you think you've been a bit too busy lately?” Athena tried to keep her voice calm.

“It's okay. I like helping others, it makes me feel valuable. Plus, everyone is so kind, always preparing these delicious foods to thank me.” Bobby put down the pie, walked toward Athena, and kissed her cheek.

“Have you noticed that all the people asking for help are women?”

Bobby thought for a moment. “I guess so. Maybe the other men in the community are too busy, so they come to me instead.”

Athena looked at her husband's innocent face, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Her husband was indeed a good person, but sometimes he was just too oblivious.

She knew she needed to take more direct action. She had to find a way to keep Bobby from going out tomorrow.

❤❤❤

As night fell, Beatrice had already returned to her room to rest. Bobby, as usual, began setting up the small bed he had pulled out from under the bed in Athena's room.

Athena's childhood room wasn't very large, with only a single bed, so since they had returned here, Bobby had been gentlemanly enough to sleep on this makeshift bed, though it was far too small for someone of his stature.

“This bed is really too small. My feet always stick out. But it's okay, being in the same room as you is already good enough.”

Athena sat on the edge of her bed, watching Bobby bend over to make the bed, her plan growing clearer in her mind. She needed to make sure Bobby had no energy to go out tomorrow, and the best way to do that was...

“Bobby,” she called softly.

“Hm?” Bobby looked up, seeing her staring at him with an expression he'd never seen before—one that held a dangerous yet alluring quality.

Athena slowly stood up and walked toward Bobby. Her movements were slow and graceful, like a leopard approaching its prey.

“Bobby, don't you feel lonely sleeping here alone?” Her voice was low and sensual.

Bobby blinked, confused. “I'm fine. Even though we're not sleeping together, you're still by my side. What's wrong? You seem off today.”

She reached out and gently stroked his chest. Bobby was wearing a simple white T-shirt, and she could feel the firmness and warmth of his pectoral muscles.

“You must be tired today. You helped so many people.” She spoke softly, her fingers tracing circles on his chest.

“It's... it's okay. Just little things... Thena, you...” Bobby's voice trembled slightly as he sensed a certain signal emanating from Athena.

“What's wrong? Can't I care about my husband?” Athena's hands began to slowly stroke Bobby's arms, her fingers gently gliding over his firm biceps, feeling the muscle lines that other women envied.

“These muscles belong only to me,” she whispered.

Bobby's breathing became rapid.“Thena... we're at your mother's house.”

“Mom's asleep, and... I miss you.” Athena began to kiss him slowly. First, she kissed the corner of his lips, then his chin, then his neck. Her kisses were light and slow, like feathers brushing against his skin. Each one sent a shiver through Bobby's body like an electric current.

His face gradually flushed red. Since arriving here, they had been sleeping in separate beds, and Athena had never shown such initiative. His heartbeat accelerated, and his body began to respond.

“'Thena...” Bobby's voice grew hoarse. “Are you sure? Here?”

Athena didn't respond with words, but with actions. Her kisses were slow and passionate, filled with possessiveness.

Bobby was completely conquered by his wife's proactive advances. His arms wrapped around Athena's waist, pulling her closer.

She slowly and seductively removed his white T-shirt.

“Thena, are you sure?” Bobby's voice trembled slightly, “If your mother hears...”

Athena looked at her husband’s excited yet cautious expression, and both love and possessiveness surged through her heart. She wanted to exhaust Bobby so much that he wouldn’t have the strength to help other women tomorrow.

“She’s sleeping soundly, and… I want you. We just be quiet.” Athena whispered in his ear.

Those words ignited the fire within Bobby. He knew they couldn't do it on the bed, the sound of the bed creaking would wake up the entire neighborhood. So he gently pushed her against the wall and leaned down to kiss her. Their bodies pressed tightly together, and with every breath, they could feel each other's heartbeats.

Bobby's hands gently caressed Athena's back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin silk nightgown.

He removed her nightgown and saw that there was nothing underneath, causing his eyes to darken further.

Her hands caressed his muscular chest and abs, feeling his heartbeat accelerate with excitement.

“Thena, I love you,” Bobby's voice trembled.

“I love you too, only you” Athena replied, then kissed the base of his neck, leaving a kiss marks.

Their kisses grew more intense. Bobby's hands roamed over Athena's body, each touch sending shivers through her. Athena, in her own way, marked the man who belonged to her, leaving traces of love on his shoulders and chest. “You're mine, only mine,” she whispered in his ear.

Her back pressed against the cold wall, her breath coming in short, controlled gasps. Bobby knelt before her, his movements gentle yet purposeful. He lifted one of her legs and placed it securely on his broad shoulder, a position that forced Athena to surrender her balance entirely to him.

“Let me taste you...” Bobby's voice grew hoarse with desire. He began to tease Athena's most sensitive areas with the tip of his tongue, alternately licking, sucking, and rapidly vibrating his tongue. Athena bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously gripping the wall behind her. Her mother was in the room nearby, and this realization made her body tense even more, pleasure and tension intertwining.

“Enough... stop...” Athena whispered, her voice barely audible. She tried to push Bobby's head away, but he stubbornly continued.

“No, babe, it's been a while. I don't want you to get hurt.” Bobby's hands firmly held her hips, preventing her from escaping. He could feel her trembling and knew she was struggling to suppress her voice.

Bobby could feel Athena's wetness increasing. He gently inserted two fingers into her vagina, allowing his tongue to explore deeper.

He adjusted his angle and gently took her most sensitive spot into his mouth. Athena's hands clutched his hair tightly, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably. When the orgasm hit, she had to bite her lips with all her strength to keep from making a sound.

Throughout the process, Bobby maintained a steady rhythm until he felt the last spasm of her body before stopping. He lifted his head, his lips still glistening with Athena's juices, and looked at her flushed cheeks, flashing a satisfied smile.

“Athena, turn around,” he said in a low voice, pulling down his shorts.

Athena bent over and placed her hands on the cold wall, her knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure. Bobby entered her deeply from behind, each powerful thrust sending shivers through her body. She could feel her legs growing weak, her knees trembling uncontrollably. Bobby's strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist, supporting her wavering body.

When the orgasm hit again, Athena felt all her strength drain away. Her legs were as soft as cotton, almost collapsing to the ground.

He noticed Athena's rapid breathing. He pulled out and turned her around so she was facing him. “Babe, are you okay? Do you need me to stop?” His voice was low and gentle, clearly concerned.

Athena stubbornly shook her head, biting her lower lip. “I... I'm fine,” but her body was already beginning to feel exhausted.

Bobby kissed her lips gently. “We can go slower, no need to rush.”

But Athena didn't want to give up on her plan. She continued to take the initiative, hoping to drain Bobby's stamina.

“Bobby… fuck me harder…” She bit his earlobe lightly, her voice firm and unwavering.

Bobby's strong arms lifted her hips, suspending her entire body in the air, with only her back against the wall for support. This position allowed Bobby to penetrate deeper, and Athena couldn't help but gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck like a drowning person clinging to a lifeline.

As Bobby’s movements grew more intense, Athena buried her face in the crook of his neck, her teeth sinking deeply into his muscular shoulder, her hot breath washing over his skin. She struggled to suppress the urge to scream, letting out only a faint whimper from the depths of her throat.

Bobby felt her muscles contract violently from the pleasure, which only made him more excited.

Their sweat mixed together, glistening in the dim light.

As they reached the peak together, Bobby released his hot seed deep inside her. Athena felt every nerve in her body burning. Her teeth sank deeply into his shoulder, her nails dug into Bobby's back, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, and her entire body trembled violently as if electrocuted. Bobby let out a low growl, and the room filled with their heavy breathing.

Athena released her teeth from his shoulder and gently licked the deep tooth mark. She collapsed into Bobby's arms, feeling as though her waist was about to break.

“Athena, are you okay? Do you want some water?” He laid her on the bed and gently stroked her hair.

“Bobby, you... how do you have so much stamina?” She was still trying to catch her breath.

“I'm big strong fireman, remember? And being with you always keeps me energized.”

“I'll go get you a towel.” He kissed Athena's forehead.

Watching her husband's back as he walked to the bathroom, Athena couldn't help but smile wryly. Her plan had completely failed. She had intended to exhaust Bobby so he couldn't get out of bed tomorrow, but now it seemed she was the one who couldn't get out of bed, not Bobby.

However, when he returned with a warm towel and gently cleaned her body, she felt it was all worth it. At least in this moment, Bobby was entirely hers, and no one could disturb them.

“Sleep, baby. I'm right here. Call me if you need anything.”

“Don't leave. Stay here with me tonight.” Athena grabbed Bobby's hand, her voice weary.

Bobby looked at the small single bed, then at his wife's tired face, and finally nodded. “Alright, I'll stay with you.”

“Good night, baby. I love you.” He said.

“Good night. I love you too.”

Though the bed was small and the two of them were a bit cramped, this was the first time Athena had slept so soundly since returning home. In Bobby’s embrace, she could finally temporarily forget about the women who coveted her husband.

❤❤❤

The next morning, as the sunlight streamed through the curtains into the room, Bobby was already awake. Looking at Athena in his arms, he smiled happily. He carefully got out of bed, trying not to wake Athena.

Looking at his wife's tired face, Bobby's heart was filled with love and a touch of guilt. Last night, he had been too excited and had tired Athena out.

He tiptoed out of the room and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. In the kitchen, he encountered Beatrice, who had already woken up.

“Good morning, Bobby. Did you sleep well last night?” Beatrice greeted him with a smile, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Bobby's face flushed slightly. "Good morning, Beatrice. I slept pretty well."

“What about Athena? Is she still sleeping?” Beatrice asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah, she seems a bit tired. Let her sleep a little longer,” Bobby said, beginning to prepare coffee and breakfast.

When Athena woke up, she felt like her body had been hit by a truck. Last night's plan not only failed but also left her too exhausted to get out of bed.

“Good morning, dear, did you sleep well last night?” Bobby walked into the room with a cup of coffee, his face glowing with satisfaction.

He looked energetic and showed no signs of fatigue, which made Athena even more frustrated.

Athena sat up with difficulty, feeling sore all over. “Y..Yeah”

Bobby immediately noticed her discomfort. “You don't look well. Is it because of last night?” he asked with concern.

“I think so. My back is so sore.” Athena nodded in acknowledgment.

“I'm sorry. I should have been gentler. Let me give you a massage.” Bobby looked guilty.

He sat down by the bed and gently massaged Athena's back. His technique was professional, with just the right amount of pressure, causing Athena to sigh comfortably.

“Feeling better?” he asked with concern.

“Yes, much better. Your technique is getting better and better.” She enjoyed his massage.

“I specifically learned it to take better care of you.”

"Let's go out and soak up some sun. you can continue massaging me in the yard. Fresh air might help my recovery." she suggested.

They went to the lounge chairs outside. It was an open front yard, so the neighbors could see them.

Bobby sat beside the lounge chair and began gently massaging Athena's feet and legs. His technique was professional, and the pressure was just right, causing Athena to relax involuntarily.

“How does it feel?” Bobby asked, gently kneading her calves with his fingers.

“It feels good,” Athena admitted, though her mind was elsewhere.

“By the way, wasn’t you supposed to go ask for the recipe? Why didn't you go?” she said casually, observing Bobby's expression closely.

Bobby continued massaging her feet without looking up. “Hm? Do you like that? Then I'll go ask her for it after I finish massaging you.”

Hearing him say that, Athena suddenly felt a surge of anger rise within her. She abruptly pulled her foot back and sat up. “I'm not tired anymore!”

“What's wrong, Athena? Did I say something wrong?”

Athena didn't answer but stood up and prepared to go inside.

Bobby saw her reflection in the window of the car parked beside them. She stomped her foot angrily and slammed the door shut as she went inside.

Bobby stood there, completely confused about what had happened. He began to recall the events of the past few days, trying to figure out why Athena was angry.

She was angry when she saw me pull weeds without a shirt on. She insisted I wear clothes when I went outside. When I went out, she lingered by my side. Her sudden initiative last night, the kiss marks she deliberately left on me, and the words she said, “You're mine, only mine.”

Bobby's mind began to race, piecing together Athena's strange behavior over the past few days. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Could she be... jealous?

Once this thought appeared, all the clues began to make sense. Athena wasn't upset that he was helping the neighbors, she was upset that the female neighbors were paying attention to him. Her sudden initiative last night wasn't because she missed him, it was to prevent him from going out today.

My wife is jealous!

This realization left Bobby both surprised and delighted. A huge smile spread across his face. Athena was usually so independent and assertive, rarely showing this jealous side of herself. But now, the fact that she was jealous because of other women's attention toward him showed how much she loved him and cared about him. This made Bobby feel incredibly happy.

At the same time, Bobby began to recall the behavior of those women over the past few days. Now that he thought about it, their “requests for help” were indeed a bit strange, and the way they looked at him was indeed overly enthusiastic.

Bobby shook his head, feeling sorry for his dullness. As a man with a partner, he should have noticed these signals sooner.

The most important thing now was how to comfort his angry wife. Bobby knew Athena's personality, she wouldn't admit she was jealous, so he needed to prove with actions that he belonged only to her.

❤❤❤

Inside the house, Athena was sitting on the sofa, and sulking. She knew her reaction was a bit excessive, but she just couldn't control herself.

“Why are they always looking at him? He's my husband! He's my man! Can't you see the damn ring on his finger?!” she raged inwardly.

Despite her anger, seeing him sitting alone outside, Athena was still worried he might get heatstroke. So she went to the kitchen to prepare iced tea for him. She added lemon slices and mint leaves to the tea, Bobby's favorite combination.

Hearing the door open, Bobby immediately turned to look at her. “Athena, can we talk?”

“Here you go.” she said coldly.

He took the iced tea from her hand and drank it in one gulp. The cool tea made him feel refreshed, and the mint flavor spread in his mouth.

Then, before Athena could react, Bobby began to take off his shirt.

“What are you doing? Why are you taking off your shirt?” she asked in surprise.

He didn't answer but removed his shirt completely, revealing his muscular chest. In the sunlight, Athena could clearly see the marks she had left on him the night before—red scratches on his chest and back, kiss marks on his neck, and most prominently, bruised bite marks on his shoulders.

At that moment, he cupped Athena's face with both hands and kissed her deeply.

The kiss came suddenly and passionately, catching Athena completely off guard. Bobby's lips were warm and soft, carrying the refreshing taste of iced tea and the subtle fragrance of mint. At the same time, she could smell the faint scent of sweat mixed with aftershave on his body—it was his unique scent.

The kiss was deep and long, as Bobby poured all his love into it. His hands gently caressed Athena's cheeks, his thumb softly tracing her skin.

When they parted, both were slightly out of breath. Bobby's forehead pressed against Athena's, his eyes filled with deep affection.

“How lucky am I to have married such a perfect wife.” Bobby whispered, his voice brimming with endless tenderness and love.

Athena felt her heart racing, her cheeks growing warm. She wanted to say something, but Bobby continued, “Athena, I know you're jealous.”

Athena's body stiffened instantly. “I'm not...”

“You are, and I find it sweet.” Bobby interrupted her gently.

“I'm not jealous,” Athena tried to deny, but her voice was weak.

Bobby smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her hands naturally rested on his chest. “Baby, you won't let me go out without clothes, you seduced me last night, and you got angry when you heard I was going to go ask for the recipe... all of this shows you're jealous.”

Athena opened her mouth to argue, but found herself speechless.

“I'm sorry I didn't notice their intentions sooner. I deliberately undressed here so that the women peeking could see the marks you left on me. I wanted them to know I belong only to you.”

Athena finally realized that their position was visible to the neighbors, and she had indeed seen a few women peeking.

“You...” Athena didn't know what to say.

“I love you, Athena, and only you. Those women mean nothing to me. I helped them because I enjoy helping others, nothing more.” Bobby said seriously.

“But they...”

“What about them?” Bobby encouraged her to continue.

“The way they look at you... it's like they want to devour you. And they always find excuses to get you to their homes, preparing all that food. I knew their intentions all along!” Athena finally spoke her mind.

He pulled her into his arms and gently stroked her back.

“Why didn't you just tell me?” he asked.

“Because... because I didn't want to seem petty. And you might think I'm overthinking things.” She said in his arms.

“Babe, you're never petty. You're just protecting our marriage. And your instincts were right, I was too slow to catch on. I'm sorry.” Bobby gently kissed the top of her head.

Athena nodded in his arms, feeling her anger slowly dissipate.

“From now on, I won't go help those women alone anymore. If they really need help, I'll take you with me or suggest they find a professional. I want everyone to know that I'm Athena Nash's husband, and I belong only to her.” He said seriously.

Athena felt her heart melting, not because of the temperature, but because of his sincere words. She hugged Bobby tightly, her heart filled with love and satisfaction. “Really?” Athena looked up at him.

“Really. My wife is more important to me than anyone else.” Bobby said firmly.

Athena finally smiled, but she was still a bit embarrassed. “I... I was a little jealous.”

“I know, and I think you're adorable when you're jealous,” Bobby laughed.

“Adorable? I was really angry at the time,” Athena raised her eyebrows.

“Very adorable. Seeing you jealous for me proves how much you care about me, and that feeling of being cared for is wonderful. You've made me the luckiest man in the world.”

Athena felt her cheeks flush, her heart was filled with sweetness. She tiptoed up and kissed Bobby's lips.

“I love you, Bobby Nash,” she whispered.

“I love you too, Athena Nash, and I'll always love only you.”

Just then, a few sighs were heard, clearly from ladies who realized they had no chance. Athena looked around at the disappointed expressions of the women with satisfaction. From now on, no one should come to disturb her husband anymore.

Athena and Bobby smiled at each other, then Bobby put his clothes back on.

❤❤❤

In the afternoon, Bobby did something that left a lasting impression on the entire community.

He erected a sign in the front yard that read: Bobby Nash and his beloved wife Athena Nash are temporarily residing here. Bobby is happy to help neighbors, but please note that he already has the most perfect and beautiful wife in the world. Please respect their marriage.

When Athena saw the sign, she laughed until tears came to her eyes.

“You're really silly,” she said.

“For you, I'd do anything silly,” Bobby replied, then kissed her deeply.

“Bobby, I want to say I'm sorry,” Athena suddenly said.

“Why apologize?” Bobby asked, confused.

“Because I didn't tell you how I felt directly, but chose those... ‘roundabout ways’. I should have trusted you and communicated directly with you,” Athena said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Athena, you don't need to apologize,” Bobby said gently. “This kind of thing is normal. What's important is that we eventually resolved it. And those ‘roundabout ways’ of yours gave us some wonderful times.” He winked playfully.

Thinking of last night's passion, Athena blushed and tapped his chest. “You rascal.”

“I’m your rascal.”

This sign caused a small stir in the community but also made everyone understand Bobby's stance.

Chapter Text

The TV news was reporting today's events: At 3 p.m. this afternoon, a 42 year old man suffered a sudden heart attack at home. Despite the best efforts of firefighters and medical personnel, he unfortunately passed away. The deceased left behind an 8 year old son...

She turned off the TV. When she heard on the radio that 118 had been dispatched to the scene, she had a bad feeling. She knew Bobby too well to not realize what this would do to him. The childhood shadows buried deep within him would resurface, and the guilt he couldn't let go of would tear his heart apart once more.

The sound of the door lock turning reached her ears, and Athena immediately stood up. Bobby walked in, but instead of calling her name as usual, he stood silently at the door, like a weathered stone sculpture.

“Bobby?” Athena whispered, her voice filled with cautious tenderness.

He lifted his head, and Athena saw the pain in his eyes—those eyes that were usually firm and lively were now dull and lifeless, like a spark that had been extinguished.

His face was pale.

His lips were white from clenching them tightly.

He looked as though he had just returned from hell.

“I... I failed again,” Bobby began, but his voice caught in his throat, as if an invisible hand were choking him. He shook his head and slowly made his way toward the sofa, each step heavy, as if his feet were bound by chains weighing a thousand pounds.

Athena didn't approach him immediately, she knew Bobby needed space to process his pain. She simply stood there quietly, her eyes telling him that no matter how dark, she would be there waiting for him.

Bobby sat on the sofa, his hands clutching his head. “There was a little boy today... he was only eight years old, Athena. Eight years old. What he been through just like me back then.” His voice trembled.

“I know,” Athena said softly, slowly walking over to sit beside him. “I heard it on the radio.”

“His name is Eric,” Bobby continued, his voice growing softer, as if afraid that speaking it aloud would make the pain more real. “His father collapsed suddenly while making lunch in the kitchen. Eric was terrified, but he still remembered to call 911. When we arrived, he was kneeling on the ground, his small hands patting his father's face, crying, ‘Dad, wake up please. I won't be naughty anymore. Please wake up...’"

His voice completely broke, and he covered his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking violently, a sign that the emotions he had suppressed for so long were about to erupt.

“We did everything we could, Athena. CPR, defibrillator, epinephrine... I pressed on his chest until my arms went numb. But... but it was too late. His heart had stopped beating for too long. I watched life drain from his body, just like I watched my father's life drain away.”

Athena reached out and gently stroked his back, feeling the tremors in his body, tremors that went deep into his bones, as if his entire soul was crying. “It's not your fault, Bobby. You did everything you could.”

“I know.” He lifted his head, his eyes filled with tears, tears that seemed to flow like blood from the depths of his soul. “I know that rationally. But when I saw that little boy's eyes... Athena, they were exactly the same as the eyes I saw in my father's back then. The same fear, the same despair, the same... loneliness. That loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world.”

His voice choked with guilt, each word heavy with regret. “I've become that twelve year old boy again, watching my father leave, unable to do anything. Even now, with all my training, all my equipment, all my experience... I still can't save him. I'm still that helpless little boy.”

“Bobby...” Athena's heart broke, and she felt her own tears welling up. She saw the strongest man's most vulnerable side, saw that wound that had never truly healed being ripped open again, bleeding profusely.

"Eric keeps asking me when his dad will wake up. He pulls on my uniform, looking at me with those innocent eyes, saying, 'You're a superhero, right? You can save my dad, right?'“ His tears finally flowed like a burst dam. ”I could only hold him, feeling his tiny body tremble, and tell him everything will be okay. But I knew it was a lie. I knew his world had changed forever. I didn't know how to tell an eight year old kid that his father would never come back."

“Before leaving, I gave him my business card and told him to contact me if he needed anything. But I knew it wasn't enough, it would never be enough. I couldn't fill the void in his heart, just as no one could fill the void in my heart at that time.”

Athena couldn't hold back any longer, her heart ached as if it were being torn apart. She reached out her arms and pulled Bobby toward her. “Come here, my love,” she whispered, her voice trembling with tears.

“Athena, I'm too heavy...” Bobby resisted slightly.

“You'll never be too heavy, never. Lie down, let me hold you,” she said firmly.

She adjusted her position and patted her chest. Bobby hesitated for a moment but eventually complied. He was much taller than her, he lay carefully in her arms, his head resting on her chest like a child seeking comfort.

Athena's hand gently stroked his hair, while the other arm wrapped around his shoulders. Bobby's body soon relaxed, and he closed his eyes, listening to the sound of her heartbeat—the most reassuring sound in the world.

“I should have been able to save him... if I had been faster...” he murmured, his voice filled with self-blame and pain.

“Baby, you did your best. You always do your best, more than anyone else.”

"But it wasn't enough, not for Eric, not for his father. Just like it wasn't enough for my father. I was supposed to be the one to take care of him, I was supposed to save him. But I failed, I failed again." His voice was filled with pain.

Athena felt her chest grow damp—it was Bobby's tears, hot as lava. Her heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife, but she knew she had to be strong now, she had to be his safe haven in the storm.

“Bobby, look at me,” she said softly.

Bobby lifted his head, his swollen eyes fixed on her.

“Your father's death wasn't your fault,” Athena's voice was gentle yet firm, each word like a tender bandage on his broken heart. "You were just a child, a child who needed protection. He was supposed to be the one to care for you and protect you, not the other way around. And today, Eric's father's death isn't your fault either. Some things, even the most skilled doctors and bravest firefighters can't change. Death is sometimes something that can't be conquered."

“But...”

“No buts,” Athena interrupted him, her hand gently caressing his cheek, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world. “Do you know what I see? I see a man who risks his life every day to save others. I see a man who, despite deep childhood trauma, chose to become a guardian for others rather than let pain consume him. I see a man whose heart is so kind and pure that every loss breaks his heart, yet he still chooses to love and to save.”

Her hand gently caressed his cheek, wiping away his tears. “You've saved so many people, Bobby. So many families have been reunited because of you, so many children have not lost their parents because of you. You can't let one irreparable loss negate all your successes, all your rescues.”

Bobby listened quietly, the pain in his eyes easing slightly but still heavy enough to break your heart.

“And today, you saved Eric. You saved him from loneliness. You made him know that even in the darkest moments, someone cares about him, someone is willing to fight for him. You gave him hope. That is also a kind of salvation, a kind of salvation more important than any medical technology.”

Bobby rested his head on her chest again, his voice filled with endless fatigue. “I just... I just wish I could do more. I wish I could save everyone, protect every child from losing their parents.”

“I know, baby, I know.” Athena gently kissed his forehead, the kiss as soft as a feather. “That's one of the reasons I love you. Your heart is too big, big enough to hold everyone's pain, everyone's tears. But sometimes, you need others to bear some of it, you need me to share your pain.”

“I'm sorry for your loss.” She paused, then spoke softly.

Bobby looked up at her, confused, tears still in his eyes. “What?”

“I'm sorry for your loss,” Athena repeated, tears in her eyes, her voice trembling with emotion. "I'm sorry for the twelve year old Bobby who lost his father. I'm sorry for the innocence and sense of security you lost. I'm sorry for all the pain, all the guilt, all the loneliness you've endured. No one should have to experience the pain of losing a father at such a young age, no one should have to bear such heavy guilt and responsibility."

Bobby's tears flowed again, but this time it wasn't just pain, there was also a warmth of being understood and accepted. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, someone truly seeing his pain, truly understanding his wounds.

“You never truly mourned the loss of your father, did you? You were too busy blaming yourself, too busy trying to make amends, too busy trying to be a hero to others. You never truly allowed yourself to grieve, never truly allowed yourself to cry.”

Bobby nodded, unable to speak, his throat feeling stuffed with cotton.

“Then grieve now, my love.” Athena’s voice was as gentle as a lullaby. “Grieve for the father you lost, grieve for the man you lost today, grieve for the long night Eric is about to face. Grief is allowed, Bobby. Grief won’t make you weak. You don't have to be strong forever, you don't have to be everyone's hero forever. Here, in my arms, you can just be Bobby, the Bobby who needs love, who needs comfort."

Bobby finally broke down completely. All the emotions he had suppressed for so many years poured out like a flood, and he cried like a child in Athena's arms, crying with all his heart. In his cries were memories of his father, anger at his own helplessness, worries about Eric's future, and guilt over all the people he had lost.

Athena simply held him quietly, letting his tears soak through her clothes, letting his pain find an outlet in her embrace. Her hands gently stroked his hair, her heartbeat providing comfort.

“I miss him, Athena,” Bobby said through his tears, his voice shattering like glass. “I miss my father. Even after all these years, even though he wasn't a perfect father, even though he had so many flaws, I still miss him. In my heart, he is still my hero, the person I want to be. I want to make him proud, to prove that I am worthy of his love.”

“I know, missing someone is okay. Love doesn’t disappear with death, and longing doesn’t diminish with time. Your father would be proud of you, Bobby. Look at the person you’ve become—brave, kind, selfless. Bobby, you don’t need to prove anything, because you’re always worthy of love, worthy of being cherished.”

“Sometimes I dream about him,” Bobby continued, his voice tinged with childlike vulnerability. “I dream that he's still alive, that we're doing all the things we never got to do together. When I wake up, the feeling of loss comes flooding back, just as painful as when I first lost him.”

"Those dreams are gifts—gifts from your heart, allowing you to have him again in your dreams, to feel his love once more. Don’t feel sad about these dreams.”

They embraced silently in the late-night living room, Bobby finding solace in Athena’s love. The outside world remained filled with pain and loss, but in this small space, in Athena’s embrace, Bobby finally found safety, a place where he could let down all his defenses.

Time slowly passed, and Bobby's sobs gradually subsided, but Athena continued to hold him, as if to merge him into her own body, to protect him forever from harm.

“Thank you,” Bobby finally whispered, his voice much calmer but still hoarse from crying.

“Thank me for what?” Athena asked softly, her hand still gently stroking his hair.

“Thank you for letting me be a regular person again, person who feels pain, cries, and is vulnerable. Thank you for showing me that even rescuers need to be rescued, and even heroes need someone to heal their wounds. Thank you for loving me, including all my broken and imperfect parts.”

Athena smiled and kissed the top of his head, a kiss filled with all her love. “Bobby, we take turns being each other's heroes, taking turns being each other's safe place.”

“I love you, Athena Nash. I love you more than my own life.”

“I love you too, Bobby Nash. I love your strength, and I love your vulnerability. I will always love you, and I will always be here waiting for you to come home.”

The night grew deeper, but they did not move. Bobby found long-lost peace in his wife's embrace, while Athena built a protective wall of love around him, shielding him from all the pain of the outside world. She knew that tomorrow Bobby would back to work, face life and death, and possibly endure the pain of loss again. But she also knew that no matter how many times he fell, he would always return to her embrace, finding the courage to stand up again in her love.

In this warm, loving embrace, Bobby's wounded soul found healing and hope. In Athena's love, he was no longer the lonely twelve year old boy, no longer the hero burdened with everyone's expectations. He was simply Bobby, a man deeply loved, a soul who had finally found home.

Chapter Text

As the sun set over Los Angeles, Athena finished her long day of patrol work and drove toward the firehouse. She knew Bobby was about to finish work too, and wanted to surprise him before they back to their home together.

After parking the car, Athena tidied her clothes and walked toward the firehouse , greeted by the familiar scent of disinfectant and machine oil.

“Hey, look who's here!” Hen's voice came from the ambulance.

Athena turned to look. Hen was checking the medical equipment. The two women hurried toward each other, opening their arms for a tight embrace.

“Hen! How was your day?”

“Not bad, but someone kept sighing. I think he's missing someone.” Hen blinked and smiled mischievously. “Guess who it is?”

Athena couldn't help but laugh. “Where's Bobby?”

“In his office, dealing with those never-ending paperwork.” Hen pointed toward the office, then leaned close to Athena's ear and whispered, “But you two don't get too loud, okay? I don't want to hear anything I shouldn't.”

“Hen!” Athena gently tapped her arm, her cheeks flushing slightly. “We wouldn't...”

“I get it, I get it,” Hen raised her hands in surrender. “Go on, your prince charming is waiting for you.”

Athena shook her head, but her lips couldn't help but curve upward. She walked briskly toward the office, her heart racing with each step.

When she reached Bobby's office door, she noticed it wasn't fully closed, just ajar. Through the crack, she saw Bobby sitting at his desk, but he wasn't working on papers. He was intently staring at something on the desk.

Athena peered curiously and saw that it was their photo—taken during their beach date last month. In the photo, they were smiling so happily, with Bobby’s arm around her waist and her head resting on his shoulder. It was a perfect evening, just like now.

Seeing Bobby looking at their photo with such tenderness, Athena’s heart was filled with warmth. She gently knocked on the doorframe. “May I come in?”

Bobby heard the voice that had been on his mind all day and suddenly looked up. When he saw Athena standing at the door, his eyes lit up instantly, like a brilliant star suddenly shining in the night. That pure joy and surprise made Athena's heart race.

“Athena?” Bobby exclaimed her name in surprise, his voice brimming with disbelief and joy. He immediately put down his pen, stood up from his chair, his movements urgent and filled with anticipation.

“How did you get here? I thought I'd have to wait until I got home to see you.” He hurried toward her, his strong arms spreading wide to pull her into a warm embrace.

She could feel the warmth and strength of his chest, and smell the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with a faint hint of smoke.

His arms wrapped tightly around her, strong and muscular yet gentle as feathers caressing her back.

“I really miss you,” he whispered in her ear, his voice trembling with the accumulated longing of the entire day.

Then he gently cupped her face, gazing into her eyes for a few seconds as if to etch this moment into his memory forever, before giving her a deep, passionate kiss. This left Athena dizzy.

Bobby buried his face in the crook of her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist, acting like a spoiled child. “Baby, I'm so tired today. I've been thinking about you all day, thinking about holding you after work, thinking about us sitting on the couch watching a movie together, not having to think about anything, just holding you quietly like this.” His voice was hoarse, tinged with fatigue, but more so with his dependence on her.

Athena gently stroked his broad, muscular back, feeling the tension in his muscles.

“I miss you too, so I come to pick you up.” He rubbed against her neck, like a large dog seeking comfort.

“You're truly my angel,” Bobby kissed her neck, his warm breath making her shiver. “I don't know what I'd do without you.”

“You'll never have to know, because I'll always be here,” she said gently.

He reluctantly let go of her but still held her hand. "If the alarm doesn't go off, I'll be off work in half an hour. There are only a few more papers to handle. Do you want to go home first? I'll come back after I finish."

“No, I'll stay with you,” Athena said firmly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Bobby's eyes. “Really? Won't you get bored?”

“I don't want you to work alone. And I want to watch you,” Athena's fingers gently traced his chin.

Bobby placed a chair next to his own. “Sit here so we can be closer.”

He adjusted the chair's height and angle thoughtfully to ensure Athena was comfortable. “Is this okay? Are you comfortable?”

After sitting down, Athena reached out and gently stroked his arm. “Perfect, you're so sweet.”

She watched as Bobby returned to his work. The afterglow of the sunset filtered through the slats of the blinds, casting a warm glow on his face, making him look even more handsome. She admired his focused side face, his strong jawline, his slightly furrowed brow, and his hands flipping through the documents.

Bobby's hands were truly beautiful, Athena thought. They were large, with long, strong fingers, made even more robust by years of physical labor. The backs of his hands had faint vein patterns and small scars—traces of his heroic rescues. Each scar told the story of a hero.

“What are you looking at?” Bobby noticed her gaze and turned to look at her.

“You. Your hands are beautiful,” Athena said.

Bobby looked down at his hands and smiled. “Why?”

“These hands have saved many lives and love me tenderly. Every time you touch me, I can feel your love.” Athena reached out and gently stroked the back of his hand.

Bobby held her hand in his palm. “The thing my hands love to do most is touch you. Do you remember last night...”

She covered his mouth. “Get back to work, or we won't be able to go home.” She said, blushing.

Bobby refocused on the work, occasionally glancing at Athena to make sure she was still there.

Suddenly, Athena noticed a black pen on the table and had an idea. She quietly picked up the pen and gently took Bobby's left hand.

“Hm? What are you doing, baby?” Bobby felt her gentle touch and turned to look at her, his eyes filled with confusion and affection.

Athena didn't answer but carefully drew a small heart on the back of his hand. The pen tip glided across his warm skin, causing a slight itch.

“You're drawing a heart on my hand?” Bobby looked at her serious expression.

“If you don't like it, I won't draw it.” Athena stopped her movement and looked at him uncertainly.

Bobby shook his head immediately. “No, I like it. As long as it's something you want to do, even if it's on my face, it's fine.” His voice was gentle yet firm.

“Really? You said it.” A mischievous glint flashed in Athena's eyes.

“I mean it. I'm willing to let you leave a mark anywhere on my body. Because it represents your love, it represents that I belong to you.” Bobby nodded seriously.

Hearing this, Athena felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. She continued to focus on drawing one heart after another on his hand. After finishing each one, she would gently blow on it to make sure the ink was dry, then give it a light kiss. Every stroke was filled with love.

“Won't this affect your work?” she asked as she drew.

“No.” Bobby continued handling papers with his right hand. “Actually, it feels very comfortable, like you're giving me a massage.”

For the rest of the time, the office was filled only with the sound of a pen scraping against paper and the gentle scratching of a pen on skin. Bobby continued his paperwork while accommodating Athena's requests.

“Can you turn your wrist a bit?” Athena whispered.

“Of course.” Bobby immediately adjusted the angle of his hand to allow her to draw a heart on the inner side of his wrist.

“There's a good spot here.” Athena pointed to the space between his thumb and index finger.

“Go ahead, my hand is your canvas.” Bobby said gently.

Watching Athena so focused and serious, Bobby's heart was filled with happiness.

The way she furrowed her brows, thinking about where to draw the next heart, was so adorable that he couldn't resist wanting to kiss her.

The way she bit her lower lip while concentrating on drawing, her gentle touch, and the love in her eyes. All of it made him feel like the happiest man in the world.

“How can you be so adorable?” Bobby couldn't help but whisper.

“What?” Athena looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Nothing, keep drawing. I love watching you concentrate.” Bobby smiled gently.

“Keep working, don't mind me.”

Time passed slowly as Athena was completely immersed in this sweet creative process. She filled Bobby's hand, wrist, and even his forearm with hearts of various sizes. Some were solid, some were hollow, and some had small arrows added.

“Can you spread your fingers a little?”

“Like this?” He spread his fingers, allowing her to draw hearts between them.

“Perfect.” She carefully drew small hearts between each finger.

Bobby watched her serious expression and couldn't help but laugh. “You're more serious than I am at work.”

“This is artistic creation, it requires full concentration.” Athena said solemnly.

“Then I'm honored to be your canvas.”

“Your arms are also perfect for drawing.” Athena looked at his muscular arms.

“Go ahead and draw whatever you want. I like these tattoos.” Bobby extended his left arm fully toward her.

Athena began drawing larger heart shapes on his forearm. Her lips touched his skin, sending a tingling sensation through him. This caused his heart to race involuntarily.

“Your skin is so warm,” Athena said as she drew.

“That's because you're touching and kissing me.”

When the end-of-shift bell rang, Bobby put down the last paper and cracked his neck. He then looked down at his left hand.

“Wow...” Bobby marveled at his arm.

His entire left hand, from fingers to arm, was covered in heart-shaped patterns of various sizes drawn by Athena with love. Some overlapped, some stood alone, like a work of art filled with love.

Each heart represented Athena's love for him, filling his heart with warmth.

“How about it? Do you like it?” Athena looked at her masterpiece with pride.

“I love it. It's the most beautiful tattoo I've ever seen,” Bobby raised his left hand to admire it closely.

He took Athena's hand and pulled her onto his lap. “Thank you for giving me such a special tattoo.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “This is just the beginning. If you like it, I can draw more for you later.”

“Really?” His eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Yes.” Athena kissed him. “My very own canvas.”

Just as the two were lost in the sweet moment, about to kiss again, the office door suddenly swung open.

“Cap, I'm here to return the flashlight borrowed you yesterday...” Buck's voice trailed off abruptly.

He noticed Bobby's left hand, covered in a dense pattern of heart shapes that stood out starkly against his pale skin. Buck's eyes widened instantly, then he burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Cap! What's this... hahaha... did you get new tattoos? Hahaha! What's this... did you go to a tattoo parlor? Or were you kidnap by aliens?” Buck held his stomach, laughing so hard he couldn't stand straight, and had to lean on the doorframe to steady himself.

Buck's laughter echoed throughout the firehouse, quickly drawing the attention and curiosity of the other firefighters.

“What's going on?” Eddie's voice came from outside.

“Come and see! Cap has new tattoos! You won't believe it!” Buck shouted.

Within a minute, Eddie, Chim, and Hen rushed into the office. When they saw the “tattoo” on Bobby's arm, the entire room erupted in laughter.

“Oh my goodness! Cap were you struck by Cupid's arrow?” Chim stepping closer to examine it.

“How many hearts are there? Let me count... one, two, three...” Eddie began counting seriously.

“Stop counting,” Hen laughed and shook his head. “Athena, I told you not to make too much noise, and here you are creating art.”

Facing his teammates teasing, Bobby didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he proudly showed off his arm. “This is my new tattoo. And I love it.”

“Wow, Cap isn't trying to hide it at all. Athena, how did you turn our strong captain into this?" Buck continued laughing.

“Exactly, Cap is completely conquered by love now.” Chimney agreed.

“He said I can draw wherever I want.” Athena stood up, her face glowing with happiness.

“Including your face?” Hen asked curiously.

“Including my face.” Bobby nodded seriously, sparking another round of laughter.

“Goodness, Bobby, you're completely in love. But I have to admit, it's sweet and romantic.” Chimney shook his head.

“Sweet enough to make your teeth ache.” Buck said.

“Enough, enough. Let them go home. Don't be a third wheel here. And Cap needs to go home and wash this off, or what will chief think tomorrow?” Hen said.

“No, I'll wear a long-sleeved uniform.”

“Bobby! Do you know how hot it is outside?” Athena looked at him in surprise.

“What? I want to keep it longer,” Bobby said.

This remark sparked another round of laughter and teasing.

“Alright, we really should go home. If we don't leave soon, these people will be laughing until tomorrow morning,” Athena pulled Bobby's hand.

“Wait, I want to take a photo as a keepsake. This is a historic moment that our captain get new tattoos!” Buck said.

“No way!” Bobby and Athena said in unison.

“Why?” Buck asked innocently.

“Because this is a private moment between us, a special memory that belongs to us,” Athena explained.

“If you dare to take a photo, I'll let you clean the floors for a month.” Bobby said.

“Alright, alright, I won't take a photo. But I'll remember this moment for the rest of my life.” Buck said.

As they walked out of the office, Bobby carefully protected his left hand, afraid of smudging the ‘tattoos’. She noticed his movements.

“You don't have to be so careful, it'll wash off in the shower.”

Bobby stopped in his tracks and looked at her seriously. “Can you draw them again tomorrow? Or after shower tonight?”

“Of course, every day if you want.” Athena tiptoed up and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

“I want to. I want to carry your mark of love every day.”

As they walked toward the parking lot, they encountered other team members packing up their gear. Everyone couldn't help but smile when they saw Bobby's arm, their laughter filled with kindness and blessings.

“Goodnight, love birds!” someone called out.

“Don't forget to bring the paints tomorrow!” another voice said.

Bobby and Athena walked hand in hand toward the parking lot. The sun had completely set, and the first star appeared in the sky.

“Today was truly a special day,” Bobby said, looking at his arm.

“Every day with you is special,” Athena replied.

“I love you, Athena. Thank you for filling my life with love and surprises.”

“I love you too, Bobby.” Athena reached out to touch his cheek.

On the way home, Bobby drove with his right hand while carefully placing his left hand on his leg. Every time the traffic light turned red, he would glance at the ‘tattoos’, unable to suppress a happy smile.

“You really like them.” Athena said.

“I love it to death.” Bobby held her hand.

“We could try different else.” Athena suggested.

“Like what?”

“Stars, flowers, or... our names?”

Bobby's eyes lit up. “I like the last idea.”

On that day, a simple pen and countless little hearts became a sweet chapter in their love story.

Chapter Text

Bobby had been awake for a while, knowing he had to get up and get ready for work, but he couldn’t bear to leave the bed because Athena was sleeping so peacefully in his arms.

She lay on her side, one hand resting on his chest, the other cradling her cheek. Her hair was scattered across the pillow, glowing softly in the morning light. Her eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her cheek, and the corners of her mouth curved into a gentle smile, as if she were dreaming of something beautiful.

Bobby gazed at her silently, his heart overflowing with an indescribable love. Even after six years of marriage, he was still overwhelmed with happiness every morning when he woke up and saw her by his side.

She is so beautiful that even when she is asleep, she is still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

He carefully reached out to pick up the phone on the bedside table, trying not to make a sound. He simply couldn’t resist wanting to capture this beautiful moment.

Bobby adjusted the angle slightly to ensure the lighting was just right, then pressed the shutter. In the photo, Athena looked so serene, so beautiful, like a sleeping beauty.

He looked at the photo, his heart once again filled with love. This photo perfectly captured her beauty—not the kind that’s deliberately embellished, but the most natural, authentic beauty.

Bobby leaned down gently and left a tender kiss on Athena’s forehead. “I love you, my beautiful wife,”

Athena murmured softly in her sleep, her smile growing more pronounced, but she did not wake up.

Bobby carefully got out of bed and prepared to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for her. Before leaving the bedroom, he looked at the photo on his phone once more and made a decision, he set it as his phone’s wallpaper.

Now, every time he opened his phone, he could see her beautiful sleeping face and be reminded of how lucky he was to have her.

❤❤❤

At the firehouse, Bobby checked the equipment as usual, but this week he seemed a bit different. He kept unconsciously pulling out his phone and smiling stupidly at the screen.

“Cap, you've been in a particularly good mood lately,” Buck said as he walked over, curiously looking at Bobby.

“Am I?” Bobby replied. He glanced at his phone, and that happy smile reappeared on his face.

Hen also noticed Bobby's unusual behavior. “Cap, you've been smiling at your phone all week. Did something good happen?”

“Nothing special,” Bobby said, but the smile on his face gave him away.

“Cap, you're making us all curious. Did Athena do something special?” Eddie said.

“With her every day is special.” Bobby said, unable to resist glancing at his phone screen again.

Chimney approached with a cup of coffee. “Let me guess, it must have something to do with Athena. Whenever it's about her, you have this expression.”

“Alright, Bobby, you better come clean. What are you looking at that's making you so happy?” Hen said.

Bobby sighed, knowing he couldn't hide it from his curious team. He turned his phone slightly toward them so they could see the screen.

The screen showed a photo of Athena sleeping peacefully, looking so beautiful and serene.

“Wow,” Buck whispered.

“That explains why you've been smiling like a teenage who in love,” Eddie laughed.

Hen studied the photo carefully, then looked at Bobby. “When did you take this photo?”

“Last week in the morning. She was sleeping so beautifully, I couldn't resist capturing the moment,” Bobby answered, his face softening.

“Did you ask her permission?” Hen raised an eyebrow.

Bobby paused. “Um... she was asleep at the time...”

“So you didn't ask her,” Hen said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“What's the problem? She's my wife,” Bobby said, looking confused.

Chimney shook his head. “Bobby, you really don't understand women. Even if she's your wife, you should have asked her permission before taking the photo, especially one of her sleeping.”

“And you set it as your phone's wallpaper. Does Athena know about this?” Hen added.

Bobby began to realize the seriousness of the situation. “Do you think she'll be angry?”

“It's hard to say. Some women might find it romantic, while others might feel it's an invasion of privacy,” Eddie said.

Buck nodded. “The key is that she doesn't know you took this photo.”

Hen pulled out his phone. “I think I should give my best friend a heads-up.”

“Hen, what are you doing?” Bobby asked nervously.

“I'm going to tell Athena she should check her man's phone screen,” Hen said as he typed.

“Wait, Hen,” Bobby tried to stop her. “Maybe I should tell her myself...”

But Hen had already sent the message. “Too late, Bobby. The message has been sent.”

Bobby looked at Hen, then at the other team members, feeling increasingly uneasy. “Do you think she'll be really angry?”

“It's hard to say, but if I were you, I'd prepare a good explanation,” Chimney said.

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Athena was at the police station handling some paperwork when her phone rang. She saw it was a message from Hen.

~Hen: Girl, you better check your man's phone. Trust me, you'll want to know. 😏

~Athena: What do you mean? What's wrong with Bobby's phone?

~Hen: I can't tell you directly, but you must check his phone screen when you get home. Then remember to tell me your reaction.

~Athena: Hen, you better give me a reasonable explanation.

~Hen: Trust me, you need to discover this for yourself. But don't worry, it's not a bad thing. 😉

Athena stared at the phone screen, filled with confusion. Hen's message made her both curious and a little worried. What was on Bobby's phone screen?

❤❤❤

After work, Athena opened the front door and heard Bobby bustling around in the kitchen. She caught the familiar scent of her favorite pasta dish.

“I'm home,” she called out.

“Welcome home, honey. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”

“okay, I'll go change first,” Athena said, but her destination wasn't the wardrobe—it was Bobby's phone, which he had left on the bedside table.

She walked into the bedroom, placed the gun in the safe, and kept her eyes fixed on Bobby's phone, which lay quietly on the bedside table. She hesitated. She had never looked at his phone before, there was complete trust between them. But Hen's message had made her too curious.

Athena picked up the phone, and when the screen lit up, she froze.

On the screen was a photo of herself, sleeping peacefully. In the photo, she looked so relaxed, so beautiful, but also so... intimate.

Her face flushed instantly. She realized this must have been taken by Bobby last week in the morning, as she remembered wearing that pajama set to sleep last week.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, her heart filled with complex emotions—some shyness, some tenderness, and a warmth she couldn't quite describe.

Just then, Bobby’s voice came from the kitchen. “Thena? Are you okay?”

“I... I’m fine,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly.

She looked at the photo again, then put down her phone. She needed to talk to Bobby about this.

She walked toward the kitchen, still processing the photo she had just seen. Bobby was stirring the sauce, and his focused expression still made her heart race.

“It smells delicious,” she said, walking up behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Your favorite mushroom cream pasta,” he replied, enjoying her embrace. “How was work?”

“Not bad,” she said, then paused. “Bobby, can I ask you a question?”

“Of course, what is it?” He turned to face her, gently stroking her cheek.

Her face flushed. “Your phone screen... that photo...”

Bobby's expression tensed instantly. “You saw it?”

“Hen told me I should check it out,” Athena admitted. “Bobby, when did you take that photo?”

Bobby sighed and turned off the stove. “Last week in the morning, while you were still asleep.”

“Why did you take a photo of me sleeping?” Athena asked, her voice not angry, just curious.

Bobby's hand gently stroked her arm. “Because you're so beautiful, Athena. When I woke up and saw you sleeping beside me, you looked so peaceful, so beautiful, I couldn't resist capturing that moment.”

“But you didn't ask for my permission,” Athena pointed out.

"I know, I'm sorry, I should have asked first, but you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't want to wake you. I just wanted to preserve that beautiful moment."

Athena looked into his sincere eyes and knew he hadn't meant to. “Then why did you set it as your phone's wallpaper?”

Bobby's face turned red, like a shy boy. “Because I wanted to see you every time I opened my phone. When I feel tired, seeing your photo reminds me of home, reminds me of love. It makes my fatigue disappear.”

Athena felt a wave of warmth in her heart. “Really?”

"Really, Athena, you’re the most beautiful thing in my life. Every morning when I wake up and see you beside me, I thank God for letting me meet you. That photo... it reminds me that all of this is real, reminds me how lucky I am to have you. If you don’t like that photo, I can delete it. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." Bobby said softly.

Athena shook her head. “No, don't delete it.”

“Really?” Bobby asked in surprise.

“Really,” Athena said firmly. "Although I was a bit surprised at first, after hearing your explanation... Bobby, you make me feel so loved, so precious. Knowing you want to see me anytime, knowing my photos can comfort you when you’re tired... it melts my heart."

Bobby sighed in relief and hugged her tightly. “I thought you’d be angry.”

“How could I be angry with a man who loves me so much? You’re so gentle, so cute, so deeply in love with me... how could I possibly be angry with you?”

Bobby gazed deeply into her eyes. “You really don't mind?”

“I don't mind, but next time you want to take my photo, maybe you could ask me first.”

“Of course, I promise I'll ask you next time.” Bobby agreed immediately.

“I must admit, knowing you carry my photo with you makes me feel very special.” Athena smiled playfully.

“You're already special. You're everything to me, Athena.” Bobby said, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

Athena tiptoed up and gave him a gentle kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too, more than anything.”

They embraced each other, savoring this warm moment.

“When Hen messaged me today, I thought you'd done something wrong,” Athena said, resting her head on his chest.

Bobby laughed. “Hen just loves to create suspense.”

“She's a good friend, even though her methods are a bit unusual. She cares about us.”

“Yes, she is,” Bobby agreed. “Though she kept me on edge all afternoon today.”

Athena looked up at him. “You were nervous?”

“Of course,” Bobby admitted. “When Hen said she was going to tell you to check my phone, I started worrying you'd be angry. I spent the whole afternoon thinking about how to explain it to you.”

“What explanation did you think of?” Athena asked curiously.

Bobby's face turned red again. “I wanted to say... I wanted to say you're so beautiful, I can't help but want to see you all the time. I wanted to say every time I see your photo, my heart fills with love. I wanted to say you're the most important person in my life, and I want to keep your beauty on my phone so that even when we're apart, I can feel your presence.”

“Bobby, you're such a smooth talker.”

“I'm just saying what I feel. Athena, do you know what you mean to me?”

“I know, you've told me a thousand times, but tell me again,” she said softly.

"You're my sunshine, my hope, my home. You're the reason I wake up every morning, the motivation I have to come home at night. Your smile can turn my worst day into a good one, and your embrace can heal all my fatigue." Bobby said tenderly.

His hand gently stroked her hair. “That photo... it captures your most natural, most beautiful side. When I see it, I remember all the wonderful times we've shared together, and how lucky I am to be your husband.”

Athena was deeply moved by his words. “Bobby, you make me feel so loved.”

“Because you deserve to be loved, you deserve all the love in the world.” he said gently.

They kissed , a kiss filled with love, understanding, and commitment. When they parted, both were slightly out of breath.

“Now, we should have dinner.” Athena said.

“You're right, but first...”

He went to bedroom to take his phone and opened the camera. “Now I want to ask you formally. Athena Nash, may I take a photo of you?”

Athena smiled. “Of course, but this time I need to prepare.”

She tidied her hair, adjusted her posture, and then smiled brightly at the camera.

“Perfect,” Bobby said, taking the photo. “I still prefer the one of you sleeping.”

“Why?” Athena asked curiously.

“Because that photo captures your most authentic self—no pretense, just pure you, just Athena. That kind of beauty can't be replicated.”

Athena walked toward him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You really know what to say to make a woman's heart race.”

“I only say these things to one woman. Only you.”

They kissed again and then enjoyed dinner together. At the table, they shared their experiences from the day, laughter filling the air.

“Oh I almost forget, I need to reply to Hen's message. She must be curious about my reaction.”

“What are you going to tell her?” Bobby asked.

Athena took out her phone and began typing.

~Athena: Hen, I checked Bobby's phone screen and found that photo.

Soon, Hen replied.

~Hen: And then? Did you get angry? 😏

~Athena: I wasn't angry. In fact, I was completely moved. This man really knows how to make a woman's heart race.

~Hen: I knew it! Bobby's expression when he saw that photo was so sweet, we were all infected by his happiness.

~Athena: Thank you for letting me know about this. I'm so happy to find out how much Bobby loves me.

~Hen: That’s what friends are for.

Athena put down her phone and looked at Bobby across from her. “Hen said your expression was so sweet when you were looking at the photo at the firehouse.”

Bobby’s face turned red again. “I didn’t expect them to notice.”

“I’m glad they did, because now I know how much you love me.”

“You've always known how much I love you.”

“Yes, but it's nice to be reminded sometimes, especially in such a sweet way.” Athena smiled.

After dinner, they sat on the couch watching TV. Athena leaned into Bobby's arms, feeling his warmth.

“Bobby?” she whispered.

“Hmm?”

“Next time you want to take my photo, remember to wake me up. I want to create more beautiful memories with you.”

Bobby hugged her tightly. “Okay, I promise."

The photo on Bobby's phone screen would forever remind them that love is finding the most extraordinary beauty in the most ordinary moments.

Chapter Text

“Good night, mom,” Athena said.

“Wait, Athena, there's a letter for you. I forgot to give it to you,” Beatrice called out from the living room, holding a letter in her hand.

“A letter for me? That's strange. I've been away from home for so many years, under normal circumstances no one would send a letter here...” she muttered to herself as she took the envelope. When she saw the familiar handwriting, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It was Bobby’s handwriting. He always used capital letters.

“It seems like come from a thoughtful person,” Beatrice smiled gently.

Athena held the envelope and hurried to her room.

She gently closed the door, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully tore open the envelope. Instantly, a familiar scent of cologne wafted out—Bobby’s signature scent, warm and reassuring. She couldn't help but bring the envelope close to her nose and take a deep breath. And inside the envelope was a dried rose petal.

“He must have intentionally sprayed it on,” she murmured, her lips curving into a smile. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, Bobby always found a way to make her feel his presence.

She carefully removed the letter.

💌💌💌

My dearest Athena,

As I write these words, I have been back in Los Angeles for three days. This is the first time we have been apart for so long, and every moment I miss you. I am sitting at our dining table writing this letter, looking at the chair where you usually sit, my heart filled with longing for you.

I miss the way you look when you wake up in the morning, your hair a bit messy, but your eyes still firm and beautiful. I miss the soft sigh you make when you stretch, and the warmth of your body against my chest before you’re fully awake. I miss how cute you are when you're sleepily looking for coffee. I miss the warmth of your body against my shoulder as we watch TV, and the way your fingers unconsciously trace circles on my chest.

I truly miss your laughter, that genuine laughter that comes from the depths of your heart, capable of instantly illuminating the entire room. I miss the way you furrow your brows when you think deeply. I miss the way you glare at me when you’re angry, even though you try to look stern, but in my eyes you’re still so beautiful it makes my heart race.

Athena, my love, I want to tell you how strong and brave you’ve been during this time. When we saw your father have a stroke, you didn’t panic or break down. Instead, you acted immediately, arranging everything and taking care of your mother. Your calmness and decisiveness deeply impressed me.

At the same time, you had to deal with that case that had been troubling you for years. I know what it meant to you, and I know the pressure you were under. But you persisted, continuing to fight for justice. Watching you face all of this with such strength, I feel immense admiration and pride for you. You are the bravest and kindest woman I have ever known.

You are always so calm and professional, yet full of compassion. Your concern for victims, your commitment to justice, and your care for your colleagues make me love you even more. You are not only an excellent sergeant, but also a woman with a beautiful soul.

I love you, Athena. I love everything about you—your strength, your vulnerability, your stubbornness, even the way you glare at me when you’re angry. I love your courage in fighting for justice, your determination to protect your family, and the trust you place in me when you sleep in my arms. I love the drowsy look on your face when you wake up in my arms in the morning, and the sight of you bustling around the kitchen in my shirt.

I love your kisses, gentle, passionate, comforting, each one captivates my heart. I love your embrace, that warm embrace that lets me forget all my worries. I love your hands, those hands that can hold a gun to protect others yet gently stroke my cheek. I love your voice, whether it’s the tenderness when you say “I love you” to me, or the firmness in your work, it’s the most beautiful sound in the world.

I love the way you look when you’re asleep, completely relaxed and trusting. I love watching your sleeping face, listening to your steady breathing, and feeling you hold me tightly. Those moments make me feel like the happiest man in the world.

I know you're very tired right now and under immense pressure. Although Samuel is getting better, you're still worried about him. I know that even though the case has been solved, the shadow still lingers in your heart. I want you to know that no matter where you are or what difficulties you face, I will be here for you. I will be your forever safe haven, your forever support, your forever home.

When you feel tired, think about the wonderful times we’ve shared. Think about the nervousness of our first date, the electricity of our first handhold, the racing heartbeat of our first kiss. Think about the laughter and joy of cooking together in the kitchen, the warmth of snuggling on the couch to watch a movie, the intimacy of whispering in bed until late at night. Think about every ordinary yet beautiful day we’ve shared. These memories are a testament to our love and the strength that keeps me waiting for your return.

The reason I’m writing this letter is not only because I miss you, but also because in this age of advanced communication, few people write love letters anymore. Text messages and phone calls may be convenient, but they can’t convey all the love I feel for you. I’m taking this opportunity to write you a real love letter, with my own handwriting, my own words, and my own love.

I hope these words can express my support and love for you. I hope that when you read these words, you can feel that I am right by your side. I hope my love can bridge this thousand-mile distance and warm your weary heart.

Every night, I fall asleep looking at our photo together. Every morning, I leave a kiss on your pillow. I will stay healthy and safe, I know you are worried about me.

When you come home, I will be here waiting for you, just as I promised. At that time I will hold you tightly, kiss you, and tell you how much I’ve missed you. I will cook your favorite dinner for you, take a bath with you, and hold you all night long as we fall asleep.

Until that day comes, please remember that you are deeply loved. Please remember you are not fighting alone and no matter where or when, my heart is with you.

I love you, my wife, my partner, my soulmate, my everything. My love more than yesterday, less than tomorrow, and grows with time, never diminishing.

Much love,

Bobby

PS. I sprayed my cologne on the letter paper, you can smell the scent of me. Whenever you miss me, smell this scent and think of the beautiful times we shared. I also placed a petal from the rose in our garden in the envelope, it’s from your favorite rose bush.

💌💌💌

After reading the letter, Athena’s vision was completely blurred by tears. Her hands trembled as she clutched the letter tightly, as if holding Bobby himself. The familiar scent enveloped her, making her feel as though Bobby was right beside her, comforting her with his warm embrace.

Tears fell one by one onto the letter, and she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand, afraid of smudging every word Bobby had carefully written. She carefully unfolded the letter on the bed and gently traced the familiar handwriting with her fingertips.

She recalled how Bobby always appeared when she needed him most, his tender kisses, and his strong shoulders. She remembered how Bobby had slowly melted the ice wall in her heart with his warmth and patience.

“You always know what to say,” Athena murmured, her eyes filled with love and gratitude. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, Bobby could still touch the softest part of her heart with his words.

She picked up the letter again and savored every word. When she read Bobby’s description of how much he missed her waking up in the morning, she couldn’t help but smile softly, recalling how she always woke up with messy hair, and Bobby would always gently comb it for her.

When she read Bobby’s words about how much he loved her when she glared at him in anger, Athena couldn’t help but shake her head and laugh. “This fool, even when I'm angry, he thinks it's cute.” A wave of sweet warmth surged through her heart.

When she read Bobby's praise of her strength and courage, Athena's tears flowed once more. These past days, she had forced herself to stay strong, taking care of her father and handling cases. But she was human too, and deep down, she felt tired and vulnerable. Bobby’s words were like a shot of adrenaline, making her feel her worth and strength again.

“He see me. He really see me. Not as a sergeant, not as a daughter, but as Athena—a woman with flesh and blood, with strength and vulnerability.” She thought to herself.

When she read the passage where Bobby described their beautiful memories, Athena closed her eyes and let those scenes replay in her mind. She could almost smell the aroma from their kitchen, feel the warmth of their embrace on the sofa, and hear their soft whispers during their late-night conversations.

She gently stroked the letter, noticing that Bobby had written certain parts with extra force, leaving slightly darker ink marks. She knew those were the words he wanted to emphasize most, the deepest emotions from his heart.

“ My love more than yesterday, less than tomorrow, and grows with time, never diminishing.” She repeated the words softly, feeling the depth of emotion they contained. This way of expressing himself was typical of Bobby, romantic and sincere.

Athena carefully flipped to the back of the letter and found that Bobby had drawn a small heart, with the words “I miss you” written beside it. This little detail made her smile. She could imagine Bobby hesitating after finishing the main text, then deciding to add this small decoration.

She pressed the letter to her chest and took a deep breath. The scent of cologne was still clear, mingling with the smell of paper and a faint hint of rose.

She gently stroked the petal. It was from the rose she had planted herself, which bloomed beautifully every spring.

She made a mental note to call him tomorrow morning. “I love you too, Bobby, more than you can imagine,” she whispered softly.

Bobby's love, conveyed through these words and the familiar scent, crossed thousands of miles to warm her weary heart. Even though they were so far apart, she could still feel Bobby by her side. His love was so real, so warm, that she knew she was not alone in facing whatever difficulties lay ahead.

Chapter Text

The night in Los Angeles was unusually quiet. Bobby sat at the dining table in their home, a blank sheet of paper spread out before him, the pen in his hand hesitating to make a move.

He looked at the chair where Athena usually sat, and a wave of intense longing washed over him. This was the first time they had been apart for so long since their marriage, and each day felt like an eternity.

“How should I begin?” he murmured to himself. This man who never hesitated in the midst of a fire was now as nervous as a lovesick teenager, simply because he had to write a love letter.

He stood up and walked to the bedroom, picking up their photo from the bedside table. In the photo, Athena was smiling so brightly, her eyes brimming with love for him. He gently stroked her face in the photo, and the words in his heart flowed out like a tide.

Returning to the dining table, Bobby took a deep breath and began to write the first line.

My dearest Athena,

Once he started, the words flowed from his pen like water. He recalled her adorable, sleepy expression when she woke up in the morning, and the warmth of her body against his shoulder. Every memory made his heart softer, and the words on the page more heartfelt.

When he wrote about her laughter, Bobby couldn't help but stop writing, closing his eyes to savor that sound. Athena's laughter could instantly dispel the clouds in his heart, it was the most beautiful sound in the world.

“Is she okay now?” he worried. He knew Athena was strong, but he also knew she was under immense pressure. Samuel’s stroke, the case that had plagued her for years.

Bobby continued writing, his pen strokes growing firmer in certain places. When he wrote words of praise and support for her, he hoped these words could convey the most sincere emotions in his heart. He hoped Athena could feel that even though they were thousands of miles apart, his heart was still tightly connected to hers.

When he reached the section expressing his love, tears welled up in Bobby’s eyes. He loved this woman, loved everything about her—her strength, her vulnerability, her stubbornness, even her angry expressions. This love was so deep, so genuine, that he longed to fly to her side immediately and tell her all of this in person.

“I want her to know how special she is,” Bobby silently repeated to himself. He knew Athena sometimes doubted herself, feeling she wasn't good enough. But in his eyes, she was perfect, the bravest and most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

When writing about their beautiful memories, Bobby couldn't help but smile. Their first date, their first handhold, their first kiss—every moment was the most precious treasure in his heart.

After finishing the main content, Bobby hesitated for a moment, then drew a small heart on the back of the letter and wrote “I miss you” beside it. He knew it might seem childish, but he knew it would make her smile.

Finally, Bobby went to the bedroom and picked up his cologne. This was Athena's favorite scent, she always said it made her feel at ease. He carefully sprayed a few sprays on the letter, ensuring the scent would last.

Then he went to the garden and plucked a petal from the rose Athena loved most. It was the rose she had planted herself, blooming beautifully every spring. He remembered her busy figure in the garden and the joyful expression on her face when she saw the flowers in full bloom.

He carefully folded the letter, placed it in the envelope along with the rose petal, and wrote Athena’s address on the envelope.

After sealing the envelope, Bobby gently kissed it and closed his eyes in prayer. “I hope this letter brings you strength, my love. I hope you can feel my love crossing thousands of miles to reach you.”

The next morning, Bobby mailed the letter. Over the next few days, he counted down the days until it arrived to Athena, he feeling both excited and nervous. He hoped Athena would like the letter and that his words would warm her tired heart.

💌💌💌

Bobby was organizing equipment at the fire station when his phone suddenly rang. Seeing Athena's name on the caller ID, his heartbeat accelerated instantly.

“Athena?” he answered urgently.

“Hey baby... I received your letter yesterday.” Athena's voice came through the phone.

Hearing her voice, Bobby felt a warm surge in his heart. He put down his work and walked to a quiet corner.

“Are you okay?” he asked gently, his voice filled with concern.

“I'm fine, Bobby. Your letter... it's so beautiful. I've read it over and over again, and I cry every time.” Athena's voice was tearful but also tinged with a smile.

“I hope those are tears of joy.”

“Yes, they're all tears of happiness. You fool, you even sprayed cologne on the letter. I could smell it the moment I opened the envelope, just like you're right beside me.” Athena smiled.

“I wanted you to know that no matter where you are, I'm with you,” Bobby said gently. “And I know how much you love that scent, especially when you're nestled against my chest.” His voice taking on a playful tone.

“Bobby Nash, are you teasing me?” Athena couldn't help but giggle.

“Maybe. I miss you, Athena. I miss you so much. I miss your voice, your smile, and the way you sleep in every morning.” Bobby's voice was filled with love.

“I wasn't sleep in! I was just... enjoying the warmth of your embrace.”

“So that why you always hold me tighter and say ‘five more minutes’ every time I try to get up?” Bobby teased.

“You're so warm, and your embrace is more comfortable than any pillow.”

Athena sighed softly. “I miss you too, Bobby. I miss the feeling of being in your arms. Your letter came at the perfect time. Reading it gave me strength again.”

Bobby felt a pang in his heart. “What happened?”

“Nothing, just... sometimes I feel tired and lonely. But your letter reminded me that I'm not alone. Your love has always been with me.”

“That's why I wrote the letter. I wanted my love to bridge this thousand-mile distance and give you strength when you need it most.”

“It did. I kept your letter under my pillow, and I also kept that rose petal well. It reminds me of our garden, of the scent of home.” Athena said softly.

“My pillow is feeling lonely now. It keeps asking me when you'll come back to claim it.”

Athena giggled. “Tell it to wait a little longer. I'll be back soon to ‘take over’ the whole bed.”

“Then I might end up on the couch, but for my beautiful wife, I'm willing to sacrifice.” Bobby pretended to sigh.

“Who said I'd push you away? I need my human heater by my side.”

“I miss you, baby. I count the days every day, waiting for you to come home.”

“I miss you too, baby, more than you wrote in your letter. Your words touched the softest part of my heart, making me feel the happiness of being loved.”

“You deserve all the love in the world,” Bobby said sincerely, then added playfully, “But I won't share you with anyone else.”

“You're so bossy. It's not like I'd give anyone else a chance.”

“You better not, or I'll fly over and tie you up and bring you back.”

“Then I might deliberately make you angry so you'll come to pick me up,” Athena said playfully.

Both ends of the phone fell into a comfortable silence. They could both feel each other's presence, feel that deep affection spanning thousands of miles.

"Bobby, thank you for your letter. It's not just a letter, it's a gift of love. I'll treasure it forever."

“As long as it makes you happy, that's my greatest satisfaction. I'll keep waiting for you, keep loving you, until you return to my arms.” Bobby responded gently.

“I'll be home soon. When I return, we'll hug each other tightly, kiss each other deeply, and feel each other's warmth.” "Athena promised,

“I'll be here waiting for you, and I'll prepare your favorite dinner and your favorite dessert.”

“Are you talking about yourself?” Athena teased.

Bobby laughed. “Athena Nash, when did you become so good at flirting?”

“I learned it from a certain fire captain. He taught me well.” she said proudly.

“Bobby, I haven't received a love letter in a long time.” Athena's voice grew softer.

“Though I'm not the first to write you a love letter, I'll be the last.” Bobby's voice was deep and resolute.

“You always know exactly what to say to make me completely fall for you.”

“Well, that my job.”

‘I love you, Bobby.”

“I love you too, forever more.” Bobby responded gently.

“I'll be home soon.”

“I'll be waiting for you at home.”

After hanging up the phone, Bobby felt his heart filled with warmth and satisfaction. His letter had achieved the desired effect, giving Athena strength and comfort.

He looked at Athena's photo on his phone screen. “We'll be together again soon, my love.”

Chapter Text

The afternoon sun in Los Angeles streams through the windows into this seemingly ordinary house, but the air is filled with an unusual sense of tension.

Bobby was directing his team in the front yard. His movements were professional and swift, and his gaze kept drifting toward the house, where have the person he cared about most—his wife Athena.

“Cap, we're ready,” Buck said.

“Good,” Bobby nodded, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. He knew Athena was inside investigating, and though he trusted her professional abilities, as her husband, he couldn't help but worry.

At that moment, deep in the basement of the house, Athena and Rick were cautiously exploring this eerie space. The beam of the flashlight danced across the walls, illuminating one strange room after another.

“This place is truly spine-chilling,” Rick's voice echoed in the empty basement.

Athena nodded, her professional instincts told her that important evidence was hidden here. She pushed open a heavy iron door, revealing a narrow room with cold concrete walls on all sides.

“Let's go inside and take a look,” Athena stepped into the room first.

Rick followed behind her, but the moment they both entered the room, the iron door behind them suddenly made a loud metallic clang.

Both turned around simultaneously. Rick immediately rushed to the door, forcefully pulling and pushing the handle. “Damn it! The door is locked!”

The room plunged into darkness, with only the faint light from their flashlights illuminating the space. For Rick, this was merely a temporary inconvenience, but for Athena, the enclosed space instantly awakened her deepest, most terrifying memories.

The scene from the cruise flooded back to her—the same enclosed space, the same despair, the rising water level, and the thought that she might never see Bobby again...

“No... no, no...” Athena's voice began to tremble, and her breathing grew rapid.

Rick had intended to make a joke to lighten the mood, but when he turned to see Athena's expression, all words stuck in his throat.

Her eyes were wide with fear, her chest heaving violently, and the flashlight slipped from her trembling hands, clattering to the ground.

“Athena?” Rick immediately realized the severity of the situation. He had seen panic attacks before and knew this was no time for jokes.

Athena leaned against the wall, feeling as though the entire world was spinning. She couldn't breathe, her chest felt as though it were being crushed by a boulder. In this dark, enclosed space, the only thing she could think of was Bobby.

She needs him.

She needs him now.

“Bobby...” she murmured her husband's name.

Rick quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie. “118, this is Rick. We need backup. We're trapped in a room with an iron door in the basement.” He paused, looking at Athena, whose distress was growing worse, “Sergeant Grant is having a panic attack. She needs you, Captain Nash.”

Outside the house, Bobby was conducting an inspection when the voice over the walkie-talkie made his blood run cold. Athena... panic attack... trapped...

His heart nearly stopped, then began racing wildly. Without hesitation, Bobby dropped what he was holding and turned to face his team.

“Buck! Grab the chainsaw! Hen, Eddie, follow me! Athena is trapped in the basement. She needs us.”

The entire 118 team sprang into action. They all knew what Athena meant to Bobby and understood the urgency in his heart at that moment.

In that dark room, Rick tried his best to calm Athena. “Athena, listen to me. You need to take deep breaths. Bobby is on his way, he'll be here soon.”

But Athena had already plunged into the depths of panic, her breathing growing increasingly rapid. “Bobby... I need Bobby...” she repeated over and over, her voice filled with despair.

Rick felt helpless, he knew that in this situation, only Bobby could truly help her.

Hurried footsteps echoed upstairs, and Bobby's voice reverberated through the basement. “Athena! I'm here!”

Hearing that familiar voice, even through the thick iron door, Athena's body reacted subtly. She lifted her head, her eyes sparkling with hope.

Bobby quickly found the room, his hand on the cold iron door, hearing Athena's painful breathing inside.

“Rick, how far are you from the door?” Bobby's voice was tense, but he maintained his professional composure.

“We're right by the door,” Rick replied.

Bobby assessed the situation. Based on experience, it would take several minutes to cut through the iron door with a chainsaw, but he didn't want Athena to wait another second.

“Rick, take Athena to the farthest corner of the room, away from the door.” Bobby said, gesturing to Buck to put down the chainsaw.

“Cap, what are you doing?” Buck asked in confusion.

Bobby didn't answer. He stepped back a few paces, took a deep breath, and kicked the iron door with all his strength.

The iron door emitted a loud thud but didn't open.

Bobby stepped back again. This time, he wasn't thinking about technique but about Athena's pain at that moment. He thought of the horror they had experienced on the cruise ship, of how she must be calling out his name in the darkness.

The second kick was even harder, filled with all his love and despair.

The iron door finally gave way, emitting a screeching sound as the metal twisted, then swung open violently.

Buck, Hen, and Eddie were all stunned. They had seen Bobby's strength before, but never like this.

When Bobby kicked open the iron door and saw Athena curled up in the corner, his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly. Her cheeks were covered in tears, and the fear in her eyes reminded him of that terrible night on the cruise ship. She looked so vulnerable, so in need of protection, it broke Bobby's heart.

Bobby immediately walked toward her but didn't touch her abruptly. He knew that sudden physical contact during a panic attack could make things worse. He knelt in front of her, just inches away, but didn't cross that invisible line.

“Hey, baby, I'm here. Look at me, just look at me. You're safe, my love.”

Athena lifted her head, and as she saw Bobby, her breathing began to slow slightly. But tears continued to stream from her eyes.

“Bobby... I... I can't... I can't breathe...”

“I know, baby, I know. But you can breathe now because I'm here. Breathe with me, okay? Just like we practiced.”

He began demonstrating deep breathing, moving slowly and deliberately so Athena could clearly see his chest rise and fall. “Breathe in... slowly... now breathe out... that's good, just like that.”

“I'm here, baby. I won't leave you, never. You're everything to me, my heart, my soul. Nothing can hurt you because I'm here to protect you.” Bobby said in the gentlest voice.

Athena tried to follow his rhythm, but her body was still trembling, and tears kept falling. Seeing her in pain, Bobby's heart broke. He wished he could take all her pain away so she wouldn't suffer anymore.

“Can I come closer? I want to hug you, but only when you're ready.”

Athena looked into his eyes, where she saw pure love. She nodded and reached out a trembling hand to touch Bobby.

He gently took her hand as they slowly stood up, her hand cold and trembling. Then he slowly pulled her into his arms, moving with extreme gentleness, as if she were a fragile piece of porcelain.

“Come here, my love.” He held Athena tightly in his arms.

Feeling Bobby's warm, sturdy embrace, Athena finally found a sense of security. Her hands clutched his uniform tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if to confirm he was really there, not a hallucination born of her despair.

Bobby's one hand gently stroked her back, while the other softly caressed her hair. Every movement was filled with love and comfort. “Shh... It's okay, baby. I'm here, I'll always be here. You're not alone, you'll never be alone.”

He felt her tears soaking through his uniform, but he didn't care. He gently pushed her away slightly from his embrace so he could see her face. Athena's tears continued to flow, glistening in the dim light of the flashlight.

Bobby's heart ached unbearably. He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumb.

"Don't cry, my darling. Seeing you cry breaks my heart into a million pieces. Every tear you shed cuts into my heart like a knife.

“Bobby... I'm so scared. I thought... I thought I'd never see you again. I thought I'd die in this dark place, just like on the cruise ship.” Her voice trembled with fear and despair.

“Never. No matter what happens, no matter where you are, no matter how dark or terrifying it is, I will find you. That's my promise.” Bobby said firmly.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then kissed her temple, feeling the warmth of her skin, and finally her damp cheek. Each kiss was filled with endless love and comfort, each kiss telling her that she was loved, that she was safe.

“I love you, Athena. I love you more than anything in this world. You are my everything, my heart, my soul, my life. Nothing can hurt you because I am here to protect you. I will protect you with my life.”

Athena's breathing gradually calmed down, but new tears welled up, this time out of emotion, out of the deep emotion of being loved so deeply. Bobby noticed immediately and gently wiped them away with his thumb.

“Baby, are you okay?”

Athena nodded, trying to smile, but the tears kept flowing. “Yes... just because you're here... because you love me... I'm not alone.”

"Of course I love you. Loving you is the easiest, most natural, and most beautiful thing I've ever done in my life. From the moment I first saw you, I knew I would love you forever. Every time I see you cry, I wish I could take all your pain away and bear it myself. I would endure all the pain in the world as long as you could be happy."

Bobby gently kissed the tears at the corner of her eye. “Let me kiss away your tears, my love. I will kiss away all your fears and pain.”

His lips gently touched her skin, each kiss like a healing balm for her soul. He kissed her left eyelid, then her right, then her cheek.

“Bobby... I need... I need to feel you. I need to know this is real, that you're really here.”

"I'm here, baby. I'm really here. Feel my touch, hear my voice, look into my eyes. I'm here, I'll always be here."

Athena gazed into his eyes. “Kiss me, Bobby. Please kiss me. I need your kiss.”

Her request melted Bobby's heart. He gazed into her eyes, where there was fear, but also love and trust. “Are you sure, baby? Do you feel better?”

“With you here, I always feel better. Please kiss me, Bobby. I need to feel your love, to know we're still alive, that we're still together.”

Bobby didn't hesitate anymore. He gently kissed her lips, a kiss filled with love and comfort, no passion, just pure love, pure tenderness.

“Again. Please don't stop.”

Bobby smiled and kissed her again, this time deeper and longer. He wanted to tell her through this kiss that she was safe, that she was deeply loved, and that she would never be alone.

“I love your kisses. They make me feel safe, they make me feel whole. When you kiss me, the whole world becomes beautiful.”

“Then I'll keep kissing you.” He placed a gentle kiss on her nose, then her cheek, then her forehead.

He kept his word, gently kissing away each new tear as it emerged. This process repeated many times, but Bobby never grew tired of it. Each time was filled with patience and love, each as precious as the first.

“Your tears taste salty.”

Athena couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, her first smile of the day. Though faint, it was more precious to Bobby than anything else.

“I love seeing you smile. Your smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. It's brighter than the sun and shinier than the stars.”

“Even if I look like a mess right now?”

“Even if you look like a mess right now. In my eyes, you are always the most beautiful woman. The crying you, the smiling you, the angry you, every version of you, I love deeply. Remember what we learned on the cruise ship? No matter how dark or terrifying it gets, we will be together. We are a team, an inseparable whole. We are soulmates.”

Athena nodded, she remembered. That experience, though terrifying, had taught her that no matter what happened, Bobby would protect her.

“We got through that crisis together, and we'll get through this one too. Every challenge, every difficulty, we'll face it hand in hand. Because we have unconditional love, we have each other. Now tell me what I can do for you?”

“Kiss me. I need more kisses. I need to feel your love.”

Bobby immediately responded to her request, this time with a more passionate kiss. They kissed for a long time, as if trying to convey all their feelings through that kiss.

When they parted, both were slightly out of breath, their eyes sparkling with love.

"I will never tire of your kisses. Every kiss makes me feel loved, makes me feel safe.

“That's good, because I plan to kiss you for the rest of my life, even when we're too old to walk, I'll still kiss you.”

“I love you, Bobby.”

“I love you too, Athena. You are my heart, my soul, my everything. Without you, I am incomplete.”

Everyone else in the room stood quietly to the side, giving the couple some privacy.

“I've never seen Cap like this before. He looks... completely different,” Buck whispered to Hen.

“That's what true love looks like. When you truly love someone, you'll become anything for them,” Hen replied.

Eddie nodded, “They're truly lucky to have found each other. This kind of love... it's what we all dream of.”

Rick watched the scene unfold, filled with admiration and emotion. He had seen many couples, but rarely such deep, such pure love.

Athena's breathing had completely stabilized, her face had regained some color, and the fear in her eyes had faded significantly.

“Do you feel better now, my love?” Bobby stepped back slightly, looking into Athena's eyes, his hand still gently caressing her face.

Athena nodded, though still weak, the panic had mostly subsided.

“Can I feel your heartbeat? I need to know your heart is still beating, that we're both still alive.”

He took her hand and placed it on his chest. “Can you feel it? It's beating for you, only for you.”

Athena closed her eyes, feeling his strong heartbeat, the rhythm bringing her a sense of peace and security. “It's beating so fast.”

“Because I'm worried about you, because I love you. Every time I see you suffer, my heart beats faster. Every time I kiss you, my heart beats faster. You are the reason my heart beats. This heart belongs to you, forever yours. It beats for you, it lives for you.”

Bobby turned to Rick. “Rick, Athena can't continue working today. She needs to go home and rest, she needs time to recover.”

Rick nodded immediately, “Of course, I completely understand. How long will she need?”

“At least the rest of today, possibly tomorrow, maybe longer. I'll also take time off to be with her. She needs me, and I can't leave her.”

Buck, Hen, and Eddie exchanged glances. They rarely saw Bobby take time off.

“Cap, don't worry about the fire station. We'll handle everything. Athena is more important than any job,” Hen said, his voice filled with understanding.

“Yes, take all the time you need. We all support you,” Buck said.

Eddie nodded, “We all love Athena, she's family. Let us know if you need anything.”

“Thank you,” Bobby said.

As they prepared to leave, Bobby wrapped one arm around her waist to steady her and held her hand with the other.

“Take your time. Don't rush. If you feel dizzy or unwell, tell me immediately.”

“I can walk.”

“I know you can, but let me help you, okay? Let me take care of you and protect you. It's my honor.”

As they left the room, Athena glanced back at the place that had nearly become her nightmare. But now, with Bobby by her side, those fears seemed less terrifying.

“Thank you.”

“Thank me for what?”

“Thank you for always being there when I need you. I was really scared back then.” Tears welled up in Athena's eyes again.

Bobby stopped in his tracks and gently wiped away the new tears from the corner of her eye with his thumb.

“Athena, we're always there for each other when we need each other. You don't have to thank me, I believe you'd do the same for me.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, forever and until the end of time.”

They slowly made their way toward the exit of the basement, toward the sunlight waiting for them. Bobby's hand never left Athena's, and Athena held his hand tightly.

Behind them, the members of Team 118 and Rick followed silently, each of them deeply moved by this profound and pure love.

“They're really in love,” Rick said to Buck.

“Yes, Cap would do anything for Athena. We've all witnessed his love.” Buck replied.

“When he kicked open that door, I was truly amazed. I've never seen anyone accomplish such a feat with sheer willpower alone.” Eddie said.

“That wasn't willpower, it was the power of love. When you deeply love someone, you can do anything.” Hen said.

As they stepped out of the house, warm sunlight bathed them. Athena took a deep breath of fresh air.

“No matter what happens, we'll be together, right?” she asked.

“No matter what happens, no matter where we are, no matter what difficulties or challenges we face, we'll be together. That's my promise and sacred oath to you.”

“Kiss me, then take me home.”

Bobby didn't hesitate, kissing her deeply in front of everyone. They knew that as long as they had each other, no difficulty was insurmountable.

And that basement didn't become Athena's nightmare because of Bobby's love.

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“I'm back,” Athena called out as she headed toward the kitchen.

Bobby turned around, a gentle smile on his face. “Welcome home, dear. How was your day?” He walked toward her, gently placing his hands on her shoulders and pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

Athena tilted her head to kiss his lips, but Bobby turned his head away, so her lips only touched his chin. She blinked, a bit confused, but didn't think much of it.

“It's fine, it smells so good. What did you make?”

“Your favorite tomato pasta. Go take a shower, and it'll be ready when you come out.”

That evening, as they watched TV on the couch, Athena leaned into Bobby's embrace, feeling his warmth. She turned her head to kiss him, but Bobby avoided her again, instead kissing her temple.

“Bobby?”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing.” She shook her head, maybe she was overthinking it.

But over the next few days, this kept happening. Every time Athena tried to kiss Bobby's lips, he would skillfully avoid her, instead kissing her cheeks, forehead, or the side of her neck. At first, she thought it was just a coincidence, but as time went on, she began to realize it wasn't accidental.

One morning, while Athena was applying makeup in the bathroom, Bobby embraced her from behind. His arms wrapped around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder.

“Good morning, my beautiful wife,” he whispered in her ear.

Athena put down her makeup brush and turned to face him. Her hands wrapped around his neck, she tiptoed to kiss him. But Bobby turned his head away again, causing her lips to land on his cheek.

“Bobby, are you avoiding me?” she furrowed her brows.

“What? I'm not,” he looked confused.

“Then why didn't you...” she paused, feeling a bit silly, “Never mind, it's nothing.”

Bobby kissed her nose. “I'll go prepare breakfast.”

That night, when they were in bed, the situation became even more obvious. Bobby's kisses covered her neck, collarbone, and shoulders. His lips were gentle yet passionate, but whenever Athena tried to guide him to kiss her lips, he always avoided her mouth.

“Bobby...” she whispered his name, cupping his face with both hands to make him look at her, but he buried his face in the crook of her neck and continued to leave passionate kiss marks there.

After the passion subsided, Athena lay in Bobby's arms, her confusion growing stronger. She could feel his love and desire for her, but why wouldn't he kiss her lips?

By the start of the second week, Athena was certain it wasn't her imagination. Bobby was indeed avoiding kissing her lips, and this behavior was becoming increasingly obvious. She began to recall recent events, trying to find a reason, but nothing came to mind.

“Maybe he's sick? Maybe he's worried about infecting me?” she told herself.

But this explanation was quickly dismissed, as Bobby was otherwise perfectly normal, and their intimacy in bed hadn't been affected, except for his refusal to kiss her.

On Wednesday evening, Athena decided to confront the issue directly.

“Bobby, we need to talk.”

He put down his book. “What is it?”

“You've been... acting strange lately. You've been avoiding kissing me.”

Bobby’s expression didn’t change, but Athena noticed his shoulders tense slightly. “I’m not avoiding kissing you, Athena. I kiss you every day.”

“Not that kind of kissing. You know what I’m talking about.” She sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch his cheek.

Bobby grabbed her hand and kissed the palm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But his eyes told Athena he knew exactly what she meant. A wave of frustration welling up inside her.

“Fine. If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it.”

That night, they slept back-to-back, something they rarely did. Athena loved the feeling of falling asleep in his arms. Athena lay in the darkness, tears silently sliding down her cheeks. She didn't understand what had happened, but she knew something had created a crack between them.

Over the next few days, the tension continued to grow. Bobby remained gentle and considerate, still hugging her, kissing her cheeks and forehead, but he steadfastly avoided kissing her lips.

Athena began to feel desperate. She missed that intimate connection, missed those tender moments when their lips touched.

On Friday morning, as Bobby was getting ready for work, Athena made one last attempt. She walked to the door and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Give me a kiss before you go,” she said, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Bobby placed his hands on her waist and lowered his head, but when she tiptoed to meet him, he turned away again and kissed her cheek.

“I love you,” he whispered, then picked up his keys and left.

Athena stood by the door, watching his back disappear, her feelings of injustice and confusion reaching their peak. She began to wonder if she had done something wrong.

Did Bobby no longer love her?

That day at the police station, she was distracted, and even Rick noticed her unusual behavior.

“Are you okay, Athena?” Rick asked.

“I'm fine,” she forced a smile, but deep down she knew she wasn't.

That invisible barrier still existed. Every time she tried to kiss his lips, he found a way to avoid her.

That night, when they were in bed, Athena could no longer endure the torment. She turned to face Bobby, cupping his face in her hands.

“Look at me,” she commanded.

Bobby's gaze shifted nervously, but he eventually looked at her. In the dim light, she could see a certain emotion in his eyes.

Pain?

Anger?

Anxiety?

She couldn't be sure what it was.

“Tell me what happened. Tell me what I did wrong.” Her voice trembled.

Bobby's jaw tensed, but he didn't answer.

“Bobby, please. I can't go on like this. You make me feel... you make me feel like you don't love me anymore.” Tears began to gather in her eyes.

Hearing this, Bobby's expression softened instantly. He reached out and wiped the tears from the corner of her eye.

“Athena, of course I love you. I will always love you.”

“Then why? Why won't you kiss me? A real kiss?” Her voice broke.

Bobby closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, Athena saw the struggle in his eyes.

“It's complicated,” he finally said.

“Then explain it to me. Whatever it is, we can work through it,” she pleaded.

But Bobby just shook his head and turned away from her. “We talk about it tomorrow.”

Athena lay in the darkness, listening to Bobby's unusual breathing. She knew he couldn't sleep either.

The pain in her heart surged like a tidal wave. She began to recall every event that had happened recently, trying to find a possible reason.

That night's inner struggle left them both sleepless.

Athena decided to take action. She couldn't just wait passively for Bobby to explain himself, she needed to take the initiative.

So that afternoon, she left work early and returned home. Bobby hadn't come back yet, so she waited in the living room, rehearsing what she wanted to say over and over in her mind.

“Why are you back so early today?”

“We need to talk. Now.” Athena said directly.

Bobby put down his keys and looked at her serious expression. “Athena...”

“No, Bobby,” she interrupted him. “I've endured this for two weeks. Two weeks! Do you know how painful this has been for me?”

Her voice began to tremble, but she tried to stay calm. "Every night, I've been wondering what I did wrong to make you treat me this way. I started to doubt whether you still loved me, whether you were considering leaving me."

“Athena, no...” Bobby walked toward her, but she took a step back.

“What is it?” Tears began to fall from her eyes. “If you love me, why don't you kiss me? Why do you always avoid me when I want to kiss you? Do you know how rejected that makes me feel?”

A look of pain flashed across Bobby's face. He knew what she had gone through in her previous marriage, and now he was making her feel that same sense of rejection again. He wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start.

“I miss your kisses, Bobby.” Athena's voice was soft and fragile, "I miss the intimacy between us. I miss the tenderness of your lips on mine. Now I feel like... like you're punishing me, but I don't know what I did wrong."

These words cut deep into Bobby's heart. He looked at the woman he loved so much, watching her suffer because of his actions, and his inner struggle reached its peak.

“I'm not punishing you,” he finally said, his voice hoarse.

“Then what is it? Tell me, Bobby. Whatever it is, we can face it together.” Athena walked toward him.

Bobby looked into her tear-filled eyes, his anger and jealousy intertwined with his love for her. He wanted to tell her the truth, but he feared it would only make things worse.

“I...” he began, then paused.

“Please,” Athena reached out to touch his cheek, “I love you, Bobby. Tell me how we can fix this.”

Hearing her words, Bobby's heart softened slightly, but the anger still burned within him. He grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his face.

“I need time,” he turned to leave.

But Athena wouldn't let him escape again. She grabbed his arm, stopping him from leaving.

“No, Bobby. We're going to resolve this now. I've given you two weeks, and I won't wait any longer.”

Bobby turned to face her, his eyes flickering with complex emotions. “Do you really want to know?”

“Yes.”

He took a deep breath and began to speak. “Two weeks ago, at that rescue site, I saw you interacting with another man.”

Athena furrowed her brow in thought. “Mark? You mean Mark, my classmate from the police academy?”

“Yes. I saw you hugging, I saw you kiss his cheek, and I saw him kiss your cheek.” Bobby's voice carried a clear note of displeasure.

Athena began to recall the events of that day. “Bobby, that was just...”

“I also saw his restless hand on your waist, dangerously close to your hips. And you…you seemed to enjoy that intimacy.” his voice growing colder.

Mark was there that day, and they did hug because they hadn't seen each other in a long time. But it was purely a friendly hug with no other meaning.

“Bobby, you're misunderstanding. It was just a friendly greeting. Mark and I...”

“Friend? Do friend hug like that? Do they kiss like that?” Bobby's voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

“It was just a light kiss on the cheek!”

“But you never greet other male colleagues that way. Only him.”

Athena realized Bobby was jealous, but she also understood his feelings. If she saw Bobby being that intimate with another woman, she'd be upset too.

“Bobby, I promise you, there's nothing between Mark and me...”

“I know,” Bobby interrupted her. “I know you wouldn't betray me. But seeing that scene, seeing another man touch you like that, kiss you like that... even if it was just on the cheek...”

He paused, clenching his fists. “I was so angry I wanted to rush over and push him away, to tell everyone you're my wife.”

Athena suddenly recalled a detail from that day. “I remember you were covered in coffee, and there were coffee stains on the floor. Did you crush the coffee cup because you were angry?”

“Yes. I was so angry my hands were shaking.”

“So you decided to punish me.”

“I didn't...” Bobby started to deny it, then stopped. “Alright, maybe I was punishing you.”

“By not kissing my lips. Because I kissed his cheek with my lips, so you stopped kissing my lips.”

Bobby didn't answer, but his silence was the answer.

Athena stared at him, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her. She was angry at his jealousy, frustrated by his childish punishment, but at the same time, she found his jealousy somewhat endearing.

“Bobby Nash. You're jealous.”

“I'm not...” he began to deny.

“You're jealous. My husband is jealous.” She smiled.

Bobby saw her smile and felt confused. “Aren't you angry?”

“Of course I'm angry. You made me suffer for two weeks, making me think you no longer loved me. But...”

She placed her hands on his chest. “I also think you're cute.”

“Cute?” Bobby furrowed his brows.

“Yes, cute. Because you care about me, you don't want to see other men touch me.”

She tiptoed to kiss him, but Bobby turned his head away again, avoiding her kiss.

“Bobby. I've already explained. Mark is just my friend. I only love you.” Her voice carried a hint of frustration.

“I know,” he said, still not looking at her.

“Then why won't you kiss me?”

Bobby closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Because every time I want to kiss you, I think of that scene. I think of his hands on your waist, I think of your kiss.”

“But that wasn't a real kiss!” Athena protested.

“I know. But my reason and my emotions aren't on the same page.”

Athena looked into his eyes, seeing the pain and struggle there, and felt a deep surge of love and regret. She realized that while her actions were innocent, she hadn't considered Bobby's feelings.

She cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her. “Bobby, listen to me. Mark means nothing to me. He's just an old friend, a colleague. There's never been any romantic feelings between us, never.”

Bobby tried to turn his head away, but she held his face tightly.

“Look at me. Look into my eyes and listen to me,” she commanded.

"I love you, Bobby Nash. I love your kindness, your bravery, and how you protect your family. I love how you make coffee for me in the morning, how you smile at me even when you're tired after work. I love how you hum in the kitchen. I love how you unconsciously pull me into your arms when you sleep, and the tenderness in your eyes when you wake up and see me first thing in the morning. I love your kisses. I love the tenderness of your gentle kisses on my forehead, the passion of your kisses on my neck, and the intensity of your deep kisses. I miss those kisses, Bobby. I miss the intimacy between us."

Her thumb gently traced his cheek, "No one can replace your place in my heart. No one else's kiss can make me feel the way yours does. Mark can't, and neither can anyone else."

Bobby's gaze softened, but he still hadn't completely let down his guard.

"You are my husband, the person I chose to spend the rest of my life with. I chose you, and I choose you every day. When I wake up in the morning, I choose you. When I lie in bed ready to sleep, I choose you. I love you, Bobby. I love only you." Athena said firmly.

Bobby's eyes flickered with complex emotions, and Athena could see the struggle within him. She knew he wanted to believe her, to forgive her, but the jealousy and hurt were still holding him back.

“I know you love me.”

“Then let me kiss you. Prove to me that you've forgiven me.”

Bobby looked at her lips, and Athena could see the longing in his eyes. He wanted to kiss her, and she could feel his struggle. But in the end, he turned away.

“Don't kiss me. I can't. Not yet.”

Athena felt a deep sense of frustration. She had explained everything, expressed her love, but Bobby still refused to forgive her. She realized words were no longer enough, she needed to prove her love through actions.

“Alright.” She took a step back, “If words aren't enough, then I'll prove it through actions.”

Bobby looked at her in confusion, “What do you mean?”

Athena didn't answer, instead, she began unbuttoning her shirt. Bobby's eyes widened instantly.

“Athena, what are you doing?”

“I'm making it up to you. Since my words can't convince you, I'll prove my love in other ways.” She continued unbuttoning the buttons

“You don't need to...”

“Yes, I do. I need you to know that you're the only one who can touch me, the only one I'm willing to strip away all my pretenses for.”

Her blouse fell to the ground.

Bobby's breathing became more and more rapid, his gaze roaming over her body as he struggled to maintain his composure.

“Athena...”

“I'm yours, Bobby. Completely yours. No one can fully possess me except you.”

She continued to remove her other clothes

When she stood before him in only her underwear, Bobby's self-control began to crumble. His eyes burned with desire and love, but there was still a hint of hesitation.

“Come on.” Athena reached out her hand, “Let me prove it to you.”

Bobby looked at her outstretched hand, his heart torn in the final struggle. Ultimately, love overcame the pain, and he took her hand.

Athena led him toward the bedroom, each step filled with determination and love. She would speak with her body, using her love to heal the rift between them.

In the bedroom, Athena removed all of Bobby's clothes. Then she lay on the bed, her eyes telling him she was at his mercy.

Bobby's kisses on her body felt like sweet torture, each movement making Athena's heart race yet leaving her unsatisfied.

His lips carried a burning heat, yet he deliberately avoided the places she longed to be touched. This teasing, this tantalizing proximity, was driving her mad.

He first gently bit her already flushed earlobe, feeling her tremble, then circled the area with his tongue, causing Athena to let out a soft moan.

He smiled as he placed a wet, hot kiss on a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. Bobby deliberately applied just the right amount of pressure with his tongue, causing Athena's breathing to become rapid in an instant.

“Bobby...”

Bobby lifted his head to look at her, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Athena could see the love, desire, and a lingering trace of hurt in his eyes.

Through the thin lace lingerie, he took her erect nipple into his mouth and gently tugged at the fabric with his teeth, the rough texture and warm breath simultaneously stimulating her. Athena's fingertips dug deeply into the sheets as her body arched involuntarily. Seeing her reaction, he finally removed her lace lingerie with satisfaction.

His wet tongue probed her navel. “Have you not forgiven me yet...” Her trembling voice betrayed how much she desired him.

Bobby lifted his head, giving her a warm smile, but his eyes flickered with a dangerous gleam.

He pushed aside her final barrier, his long fingers slowly gliding through the folds, yet refusing to offer true comfort. Athena twisted uneasily.

His lips brushed every part of her body, but he refused to kiss her lips.

“Do you want me to kiss you?” Bobby's voice was low and hoarse. Athena nodded eagerly, but he only leaned down and left a light kiss on her collarbone. “You know it's not that easy, baby.”

His fingers suddenly penetrated her deeply. “Ah… Bobby” The sudden intrusion caused Athena to emit a sweet moan.

Bobby's thumb circled her sensitive clitoris. Feeling her passionate response inside her, he added another finger, and two long fingers thrust in and out of her wet, tight vagina, making a blushingly sticky sound.

Suddenly, Athena's body convulsed violently. “Bo... Bobby...” A warm stream of love fluid gushed out, coating Bobby's fingers.

Bobby slowly withdrew his fingers. “Athena, look at me.” His voice was low and sensual. When those deep brown eyes finally focused on his face, he deliberately slowed his movements, placing his fingers, coated in her sweetness, into his mouth, his tongue circling the tips of his fingers, savoring them.

“So sweet... only made for me,” he murmured hoarsely, his Adam's apple rolling seductively.

Athena still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, reached out and took Bobby's wrist, placing his fingers in her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around his fingers, occasionally licking or sucking them, as if savoring the most delicious thing in the world.

Bobby could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her tongue. The sensation it brought made his penis ache even more unbearably.

“Is there anyone else who can do this to you?” His hot, hard cock teased her moist entrance, and she gasped and shook her head. “No... only you.”

“Oh… fu… fuck… so tight, baby.” When his hardness finally entered her body, both of them let out a nearly suffocating moan. He instinctively wanted to lean down and hold her in his arms, but he restrained himself at the last moment. Instead, he grabbed her waist and moved his own hips, each inch of penetration triggering Athena’s broken whimpers.

“Bo… Bobby… please hold me.” Athena reached out to him, her voice already shattered. This scene was about to shatter his self-control, and he leaned down, burying his face deeply into her neck.

“God, you feel incredible…” His heavy breathing sprayed over her sensitive skin. Her legs involuntarily clamped around his waist, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her toes curled from the intense pleasure.

“I love you…only you…” Her voice trembled with passion.

Bobby could clearly feel every contraction of her inner walls, the warm making the desire in his lower abdomen burn even more intensely.

“Kiss me... babe, please...” Athena whimpered.

He looked up at her eyes, filled with tears from the pleasure, and Bobby could no longer resist. He looked into her tear-filled eyes, at her vulnerability and beauty as she showed her love for him, and the last barrier in his heart finally collapsed.

Finally, he kissed her deeply.

That kiss was filled with all the love and desire that had been suppressed over the past two weeks. It was gentle yet intense, filled with apology and forgiveness. When Athena felt that long-awaited kiss, her tears flowed even more fiercely.

When their lips parted, both of them were panting. “I love you…only you.” Athena's eyes were filled with love. Then her inner walls suddenly contracted violently, almost killing him.

Athena felt an unprecedented wave of pleasure surge through her body. Tears slid down her cheeks, not from pain, but from the depth of this connection and love.

“Look at you...” He traced his thumb over her swollen lips, “You are mine.” " he said possessively. She could only nod repeatedly. The thrusts beneath her grew faster and harder, each one hitting the sensitive protrusion inside her with precision.

“Bab...” Athena's moan was silenced by his lips. When her body suddenly tensed, he felt the hot flow surging from within her and his own impending desire.

“Tell me who you belong to?” he whispered.

“Yo... You…only you... please faster.” she gasped. Bobby sped up, and the room filled with the sound of slapping.

As they reached the peak together, Bobby released his hot seed deep inside her. The room was filled with their heavy breathing. Bobby kissed the corner of her eye, tasting her tears. Then he gently kissed Athena’s lips several times, and the familiar touch made her smile sweetly.

He carefully withdrew, holding her as they lay on the bed. Athena lay weakly on Bobby’s sweat-soaked chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Their breathing gradually calmed, and the scent of passion lingered in the air. Bobby gently stroked her back.

“You're truly perfect...” he said.

They held each other tightly, feeling each other's body heat and heartbeats. In this quiet moment, all misunderstandings and hurts had vanished.

Athena listened to his steady heartbeat. Her fingers traced small circles on his chest, savoring the intimacy.

“Have you forgiven me?”

Bobby's hand gently stroked her hair. “I've forgiven you. Actually, there was nothing to forgive from the start. I was just too sensitive.”

“Your jealousy is adorable.”

Bobby smiled wryly, “Cute? I made you suffer for two weeks.”

“Yes, you made me suffer. But I understand your feelings. If I saw you being that intimate with another woman, I'd be jealous too.”

She pressed a light kiss on his chest, “And if your jealousy can lead to such wonderful sex, maybe I should let you be jealous a few more times.”

“Please don't. My heart can't take it.”

“Will you punish me like this again?”

“No. If I have any concerns, I'll tell you directly instead of making you guess.”

“Good. Because I don't want to go through another two weeks of pain. I really miss your kisses.”

Bobby kissed her lips again. This time, the kiss was even more tender and passionate, filled with promises for the future.

When they parted, Athena sighed contentedly. “That's right.”

Bobby pulled her closer into his arms. “I love you, baby.”

“Love you too, baby. I'll always love you. Only you. Don't forget.”

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Bobby opened the door to his home, his shoulders aching from a long day's work. But when he saw the scene in the living room, all his fatigue vanished instantly.

Athena was sitting on the sofa, gently caressing her swollen belly, wearing his oversized LAFD shirt, the hem of which just covered her thighs. Her hair was casually tied into a loose bun. Hearing the door open, she looked up, her face lighting up with a bright smile.

“Welcome home, Baby.” Athena spread her arms to greet him.

Bobby walked toward her, bent down, and gently kissed her lips. The kiss was light and tender, filled with the sweetness of reunion after a day apart.

“Hmm... I missed you,” Athena murmured against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck, unwilling to let him go.

“Me too, baby,” Bobby replied gently, then gently stroked her rounded belly, “and our little princess.”

He leaned down and pressed a reverent kiss on her belly, “Daddy back, Nova. Were you be a good girl today?”

Hearing her father's voice, the little one inside her belly kicked gently. Bobby's eyes lit up instantly.

“She's responding to you,” Athena said with a smile.

“Yes, sweetheart, it's daddy,” his voice was filled with love.

“Oh Bobby, you have to see what I did today!” Athena said excitedly.

She stood up from the sofa, Bobby immediately reached out to support her. Athena picked up a tiny clothes, the kind with buttons at the bottom for easy diaper changes. She proudly showed it to Bobby.

“Look! I made it using your LAFD shirt! This way, Nova can wear the same clothes as you when she's born!” Her voice brimmed with excitement and anticipation.

Bobby took the delicate little garment and examined it closely. The familiar blue fabric, the meticulously sewn sleeves, and the LAFD logo still intact on the chest. Every stitch and thread revealed Athena's overflowing love for her soon to be born daughter.

“Athena... this is perfect. You did an amazing job. I can't believe you made such a beautiful clothes.”

“Really? Do you like it?”

"Not just like it, I love it. You're the perfect mother." Bobby set the little clothes aside, cupped Athena's face in his hands, and kissed her deeply.

A kiss deeper and more passionate than before. Athena clung tightly to his shirt, as if she wanted to melt him into her embrace.

After parting, Bobby knelt on one knee and gently stroked Athena's belly.

“Nova, did you hear that? You have the best mommy in the world. She made this special clothes for you, just like the one daddy wears. You're such a lucky little princess to have a mommy who loves you so much.” He spoke gently to her belly.

He kissed her belly again, “Daddy can't wait to see you in this little clothes. You'll be the cutest little firefighter in the world.”

Athena watched Bobby's gentle expression, her heart overflowing with happiness. Her hand gently stroked his hair.

Bobby stood up and kissed Athena again, “Alright, let me go change clothes and prepare dinner for my girls.”

“I'll go with you,” Athena said immediately, tightly holding his hand.

Bobby smiled gently. Since she became pregnant, Athena had become particularly clingy, always reluctant to let him go too far. He didn't mind at all, on the contrary, he found her even more adorable this way.

“Of course, baby.” He took her hand and led her toward the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Bobby began to take off his shirt. Athena sat on the edge of the bed, openly admiring her husband's muscular build. Years of firefighting work had kept him in perfect shape, every muscle defined.

“You know, pregnancy has made my hormones a bit...out of control.” Athena licked her lips.

Bobby glanced back at her, a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. "Really? Are you enjoying the view?"

“Do I even need to say that?” Athena bit her lower lip, her eyes burning with desire.

Bobby went to the closet to find a clean LAFD shirt, but he searched the entire closet and couldn't find one.

“It strange...” He furrowed his brow, “Baby, did you take all my shirts to wash?”

Athena looked a bit guilty. She stood up, “Um... come with me.”

She took Bobby's hand back to the living room and pointed to a pile of fabric scraps on the sofa. The blue fabric was clearly the remains of LAFD shirts, cut into pieces.

“Success comes after many failures. I...I probably practiced many times to make that perfect little clothes,” Athena said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Bobby stared at the pile of “sacrifices,” then looked at the intact LAFD shirt Athena was wearing.

“So...the shirt you're wearing is my last intact one?”

Athena noticed his gaze and took a step back. “Don't even think about it! It's mine.”

“Baby...I have to work tomorrow.”

“That's none of my business! I need it. It smells like you, and it makes me feel safe.”

“Really? What if I'm right here with you? Do you still need my shirt?”

“Yes!” Athena said stubbornly.

Bobby looked at her stubborn face and couldn't help but laugh, “Alright, then I'll wear another shirt to work tomorrow.”

“Really? You don't mind?” Athena blinked her eyes.

“Why would I?” Bobby leaned down and kissed her nose, “Seeing you wear my clothes makes me happy. And...”

His hand gently caressed her stomach, “For Nova, sacrificing a few shirts is nothing.”

“Bobby Nash, you're the best man in the world.”

“That's because I have the best wife in the world.” He kissed her deeply, “Now, let me make dinner for my beautiful girls.”

“Wait.” Athena held him back, “I want... I want to kiss you again.”

“Didn't we just kiss?” Bobby asked gently.

“Are you rejecting me?” Athena tiptoed up, “I want more kisses.”

Bobby readily obliged, the kiss gentle and lingering. When they parted, Athena sighed contentedly.

“Alright, now you can go cook. But come back soon, Nova and I will miss you.” She patted his sturdy chest.

“As you wish, my queen.” Bobby pressed one last kiss to her forehead before heading toward the kitchen.

Athena watched his retreating figure, her hand gently caressing her belly. “Nova, isn't your daddy amazing? Once you're born, the three of us can wear matching clothes.”

Nova seemed to understand her mother's words, giving a gentle kick.

Chapter Text

Sunday morning was unusually quiet. Golden sunlight filtered through the curtains, gently illuminating the bedroom and casting warm shadows on the floor. This was a perfect
morning without having to go to work.

Bobby was still sleeping, his face looking particularly peaceful and serene in the morning light. The lines that were usually tense from work stress had completely relaxed, and the corners of his mouth held a faint smile. His chest rose and fell gently with each breath.

Athena woke up first. She turned her head to look at the man sleeping beside her, and a warm wave of emotion washed over her. She loved watching Bobby sleep, he looked so peaceful, like a big boy with no defenses. Her gaze fell on the cute dimple on his cheek, faintly visible even in his sleep.

Suddenly, a mischievous idea popped into her mind. Her lips curled upward, and her eyes sparkled with a playful gleam.

Athena slowly climbed onto Bobby, placing her hands on either side of his chest, careful not to make a sound. She could feel the warmth of his chest and the firm contours of his muscles, his heartbeat steady beneath her palms.

She leaned down, first gently kissing his forehead, her lips lingering on his warm skin for a few seconds. Then she began to leave a series of gentle kisses on his face, his temples, eyelids, cheeks, each kiss as light as a feather.

“Good morning handsome.” She whispered in his ear, her voice still hoarse from waking up.

Her gaze was drawn to the charming dimple on his left cheek. Even in his sleep, that small indentation made him look extra adorable.

“I love the dimple that appears when you smile.” She gently kissed his dimple, her tongue lightly touching the small indentation.

“Your dimple is so cute, like a sweet trap,” she murmured.

She began to kiss his lips. Feeling the warmth and softness of his lips, she couldn't resist licking them with her tongue.

Then she sucked on his lower lip, her movements gentle and full of love. Her lips enveloped his lower lip, sucking gently, occasionally biting it lightly with her teeth.

Bobby felt this tender assault in his sleep, and his lips curled upward involuntarily. His body began to respond, but his eyes remained closed.

“Hmm...” he let out a satisfied sigh, his voice low and sensual.

Athena saw his reaction and giggled. She continued her morning assault, this time more boldly. Her tongue gently traced the crease of his lips, trying to pry them open, then gently bit his upper lip.

“Baby... wake up. I want to see your beautiful eyes.” Her voice was as sweet as honey.

Finally, Bobby opened those light brown eyes that Athena loved so much. When he first woke up, his gaze was still a bit hazy, like a lake shrouded in morning mist. But it quickly focused on her face, and his eyes filled with surprise.

“What kind of special wake up service is this? Can I enjoy this every day? Especially the special attention to my lips.” His voice was low and hoarse.

“Good morning kiss. You looked so cute when you are sleeping. I couldn't resist kissing you. Do you like it?”

“I love it. It's better than any alarm clock. But I think I should return the favor.”

“Return the favor? What kind of favor?”

“Loving you in my own way.”

As he spoke, his arms wrapped around her waist as he rolled over, gently pressing her beneath him.

Athena let out a surprised giggle, her legs naturally wrapping around his waist, her arms around his neck, her fingers caressing the warm skin at the back of his neck. The weight and warmth of his body brought a sense of protection, making her feel utterly safe.

“Now it's my turn.”

He began to leave a series of gentle kisses on her face, each one filled with love and cherishment.

First on her forehead, his lips lingered on her warm, smooth skin for a few seconds, feeling her body heat. The faint scent of her shampoo mixed with her unique body fragrance.

“You smell like lavender.”

He kissed her temple, his lips gently touching the delicate skin there. He felt the pulsing of the blood vessels beneath her temple.

“Your skin is so warm,” he whispered in her ear, his warm breath making her ears tingle.

Then his kisses moved to her cheeks, left and then right. Each kiss was as light as a butterfly's wing. The temperature of her cheeks rose under his lips.

“I love the feel of your cheeks, as smooth as silk.”

Then her nose tip, he kissed it gently before gently biting her nose.

“Your nose is so cute. Like a little button, I want to keep pressing it.” He joked.

“Bobby Nash, are you teasing me?” Athena asked with a smile, her hand resting on his broad back.

“That's right. And I'll keep teasing you all day long.”

His lips finally landed on hers, the kiss starting gently, as if testing her reaction. His lips touched hers, feeling the softness of her lips.

“Your lips are so soft. I love it.” he whispered between kisses.

But soon, the kiss became passionate. Bobby gently bit her lower lip, his movements gentle yet seductive.

“Em... mm, babe.” Athena let out a satisfied sigh, parting her lips to welcome his deep kiss.

Their tongues touched lightly, beginning a passionate dance. Bobby's tongue caressed hers, his movements full of teasing.

He began to suck on her tongue, causing her to emit more sweet sighs.

“Hmm...” Athena let out a satisfied sigh in the kiss, her voice trembling, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist.

Athena responded to his passion, her tongue intertwining with his, sometimes gently touching, sometimes going deep. She gently bit his lower lip, then soothed it with her tongue, causing him to let out a low moan.

“Your kisses drive me crazy,” Bobby whispered between kisses.

She gently bit his tongue.

“You drive me crazy too,” Athena replied.

They parted for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes, their breaths becoming rapid and uneven. Both their faces were slightly flushed, their eyes brimming with desire.

“I love your kisses...” Athena's voice was filled with love as her fingers gently caressed his cheek.

“I love kissing you. Your lips are the sweetest thing I've ever tasted.”

Bobby's kisses moved downward, landing on her ear. He bit her earlobe and then licked the sensitive skin there with the tip of his tongue.

“Bobby...” Her voice trembled sweetly as she gripped his shoulders tightly.

“Your ears are so sensitive. I like how you tremble like this.” He whispered in her ear.

Then his lips moved to her neck. He knew it was one of her most sensitive spots. He kissed her neck and began to suck on the tender skin there.

“Your heart is beating so fast. I can feel your pulse throbbing beneath my lips.” He whispered in her neck, his warm breath making her tremble even more.

“It's all your fault.” Athena's fingers ran through his hair, caressing his scalp.

Bobby continued kissing her collarbone, where the skin was as smooth as silk. He traced the delicate bone line with his tongue, each touch sending a jolt of electricity through her.

“Your skin tastes like sweet honey. I want to keep tasting it forever.”

“Then keep tasting it. I'm yours.”

Next came her shoulders. He gently bit her shoulder and then licked the skin there with his tongue.

“Do you know what you've done to me? You've made me completely lose my mind.”

“Good. I love seeing you lose control.”

This was Athena's favorite moment. In these intimate moments, she felt deeply loved and cherished. Looking into Bobby's eyes filled with love, her heart overflowed with happiness.

“Your eyes tell me how much you love me. Every time I see you look at me like that, I feel like the happiest woman in the world.” Her thumb traced his cheekbone.

“That's because I truly love you. You are the most beautiful miracle in my life.”

They kissed again, this time more passionately. Their lips sucked on each other, sometimes gently like a breeze, sometimes fiercely like a rainstorm. Bobby gently bit her lower lip, then sucked hard, and Athena responded, her teeth gently biting his tongue, then sucking. Her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, leaving him no chance to escape.

“Hmm... I love your tongue. It's so warm and soft,” Athena said.

“I love everything about you,” Bobby replied.

After a long time, Bobby reluctantly pulled away and looked out the window at the brighter sunlight. He could hear the sound of cars in the distance and realized that time was passing.

“I think we should get up. May will be here for breakfast soon. We need to get ready,” he sighed softly.

He began to sit up, but Athena immediately tightened her arms around him, her grip unexpectedly strong.

“No! I'm not ready to get up yet, so you're not getting up too,” Her lower lip slightly pouting.

She pulled him back onto the bed with force, wrapping her legs even tighter around his waist, clinging to him like a koala.

Bobby surrendered without resistance and letting out a low, indulgent laugh.

“Kiss me some more, I haven't had enough.”

Bobby looked at her adorable expression and touched his own lips. “My lips are already swollen from your kisses. Isn't that enough?”

Indeed, after the intense kissing earlier, Bobby's lips had become red and swollen, looking exceptionally sensual and alluring.

Athena immediately reached out with a concerned expression, gently stroking his swollen lips.

“Oh, baby, I'm sorry. Did I kiss too hard? Does it hurt?”

Her touch was exceptionally gentle, like feathers caressing his lips.

“It doesn't hurt at all. It feels very comfortable.” Bobby said softly, enjoying her touch.

“Really? They look so red and swollen.”

“But if you kiss me again, it might feel even better. But this time you need to more gently.” Bobby said playfully.

“It's because you kissed me too passionately!”

“It's because you're too tempting. I couldn't control myself. You made me lose my mind.”

Athena's heart was filled with sweetness. She kissed his swollen lips.

“Does that feel better?”

“Much better. Your kiss has healing magic.”

“Then I'll give you more treatment. My poor lips.”

She kissed him again, this time extra gently, as if soothing his swollen lips, then she gently sucked on them.

“Hmm... Your gentle kiss is the best medicine in the world.” Bobby let out a satisfied sigh.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No, it doesn't. Your love has healed everything.”

“That's good. But your lips are still so red and swollen, they look so sexy.” Athena smiled.

“Really?” Bobby raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” Athena nodded, “Your swollen lips make you even more tempting. I want to keep kissing them.”

“Then kiss them. I'm yours. Forever.”

They continued kissing. Athena was extra careful not to make his lips any redder or swollen.

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, sweetheart. I love you so much I'd let you kiss my lips until they're even swollen.” He replied.

“Bad boy.” Athena said, but couldn't resist kissing him again.

Just then, the sound of a key turning in the lock echoed.

“Mom? Bobby? I'm here!” May's voice rang out.

The two immediately parted, smiling at each other, their faces still flushed from the kiss.

“It seems our morning kiss time is over,” Bobby said with a smile.

“That's not fair! I haven't had enough, and your lips aren't fully swollen yet,” Athena protested, her fingers gently touching his swollen lips.

“We'll have more time this afternoon. I'll let you kiss me all you want. I'll go prepare breakfast,” Bobby said, trying to stand up, but Athena's legs were still tightly wrapped around him.

“Wait. One last kiss.” She said coquettishly.

Bobby smiled and kissed her forehead. “Is that okay now?”

“Hmm... I guess so. But you owe me a lot of kisses, remember that.”

“I'll remember.”

“Good. I'll come down and help you right away.” Athena smiled contentedly and finally released her legs from around his waist.

Chapter Text

In the hospital waiting room, Bobby gently stroked Athena's swollen belly, feeling the occasional kicks of the little one inside.

“Do you remember the first time we came here?” Bobby looked tenderly at his wife beside him.

Athena leaned against his shoulder, her lips curving into a happy smile. “Of course I remember. You were so nervous your hands were shaking. You more nervous than I was.”

“Because I love you and this little one so much.” Bobby gently kissed her temple.

“Mrs. Nash?” The nurse's voice interrupted their tender moment. “I’m sorry you have to wait a little longer, the doctor is handling an emergency.” The nurse smiled.

“That's okay, we're not in a hurry.” Athena replied.

“Would you like something to drink? I'll go get it for you.” Bobby said.

“No, thank you.” Athena shook her head, then suddenly furrowed her brows. “But... Nova is kicking me again.”

She gently rubbed her stomach, looking at Bobby with a hint of resignation. “Can you tell your child to stop kicking my bladder? This girl is getting stronger and stronger.”

“My child? You just said it was ours.” Bobby couldn't help but laugh.

“When she's good, she's ours. When she's naughty, she's yours.” Athena said seriously.

“Alright, then I'll talk to her. Hey, my sweet girl Nova, daddy knows you're excited, and daddy is also happy to see you soon. But can you be gentler with mommy?” Bobby gently stroked her belly and spoke in a soft voice.

As if she had truly understood, the kicking in her belly temporarily stopped.

“See? She listened.” Bobby said excitedly.

“She can recognize your voice.” Athena said with a smile.

After a while, Athena felt the familiar pressure again. “I need to use the restroom.”

Bobby immediately stood up. “I'll go with you.”

“No, I can walk on my own. Besides, the restroom is right over there, it's very close.” Athena insisted.

“But...”

“Bobby, I know you're worried about me, but I need to maintain some independence. It's important to me.” Athena gently stroked his cheek.

Bobby looked into her determined eyes and finally nodded. “Alright, but call me if there's any problem.”

“I will.” Athena kissed his lips and slowly stood up, walking toward the restroom.

Bobby watched her figure until she disappeared around the corner of the hallway. He knew Athena had always been an independent and strong woman, even during her pregnancy, unwilling to be overly protected. That was one of the reasons he loved her, but it also made him worry.

A few minutes later, when Athena returned from the restroom, she found her seat had been taken by a young pregnant woman.

Athena stood there, feeling a bit at a loss. Her legs were already starting to ache, but she didn't want to disturb the pregnant woman, as she knew how exhausting pregnancy could be.

Bobby immediately noticed the situation and stood up without hesitation.

“Take my seat.”

“Bobby, you don't have to...”

“It’s okay, baby. Just sit.” His tone was gentle but firm.

Athena gratefully sat down, and he stood quietly beside her.

“How are your legs?” Bobby asked with concern.

“A little sore. It happens when I walk for long periods lately.”

Bobby knelt down on one knee in front of her without hesitation.

“Bobby, what are you doing?” Athena was a bit surprised.

“I’m giving you a massage.” His hands rested on her calves, massaging with just the right amount of pressure.

“We are in hospital...” Athena looked around, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“So what? My wife is uncomfortable, and I'm massaging her. What's wrong with that?”

His touch was gentle, perfectly relieving the soreness in her legs. Athena felt the warmth from his fingertips and was overcome with emotion.

“You're always like this.” She gently stroked his hair.

“Like what?”

“Always putting me first, always so considerate.”

Bobby stopped massaging and held her hand. “Because you deserve the best in the world.”

A few people around them noticed them, some smiling knowingly, others casting envious glances. But Bobby didn't care at all, his world was only his wife before him.

“Do you feel better?” he asked.

“Much better, thank you.” Athena's voice was slightly choked up.

Pregnancy had made her emotions more sensitive, and every thoughtful gesture from Bobby easily touched her heartstrings.

“Mrs. Nash? You can see the doctor now.” The nurse appeared again.

Bobby immediately stood up and helped Athena to her feet.

“Are you ready to meet our girl?” he whispered in her ear.

“With you, I'm ready for anything,” Athena replied.

Chapter Text

In the darkness, Bobby sat alone at the dining table, a chocolate cake in front of him, a birthday cake he had made for himself. The clock read 11:45, in fifteen minutes his birthday would be over.

The cake was simple, without any elaborate decorations, just a plain sponge cake topped with cream. He had originally planned to make it more elaborate, but halfway through, he suddenly felt it was pointless. Who would see it? Who would care?

His phone lay quietly on the table. He had received many birthday wishes today, Eddie, Hen, and Chimney had all remembered his birthday. Buck had even personally delivered a gift, a book on cooking techniques, saying he had thought of him upon seeing it. What moved him most were May and Harry. May had called him specially in the afternoon, her voice brimming with warmth. "Bobby, happy birthday! I know Mom hasn’t been doing well lately, but we all love you." Harry sent a hand-drawn card featuring their family of four. Though the artwork was crude, the sentiment nearly made Bobby tear up in front of Harry.

But Athena... nothing.

No gift, no message, not even a simple “Happy Birthday.”

Bobby sighed deeply, his eyes vacant as he stared at the cake in front of him. He no longer harbored any expectations for Athena. Seven months had passed since she had been attacked at work, and she had shut everyone out, including her husband.

But not having expectations didn't mean he wasn't disappointed. Disappointment was like a dull knife, slowly and steadily cutting into his heart.

He would never forget that night seven months ago. Athena was brought to the hospital covered in blood. He waited outside the emergency room for six hours, his palms sweaty, his heart pounding. When the doctor told him Athena would be okay, he thought the worst was over.

He was wrong. The real torment had only just begun.

At first, Bobby thought it was just temporary. Trauma takes time to heal, he understood. He did his best to care for her, trying to create a safe, warm environment for her. He gave her time, gave her space, never urging her to talk about what happened that night.

But Athena kept pushing him away.

Every time Bobby tried to check on her condition or ask about her feelings, she responded coldly. “I'm fine, Bobby. You don't need to worry.” But her eyes told him she wasn't fine at all. There was fear, anger, and pain in her eyes, but no trust in him.

Every time Bobby tried to talk about the attacked, wanting to understand what she had gone through so he could know how to help her, Athena would immediately become irritable. “I don't want to talk about this! Why do you keep forcing me? I said I'm fine!” she shouted,

and every time Bobby tried to talk about it, it ended in an argument.

A fierce, hurtful argument.

“Bobby, I don't need your pity! I don't need you to treat me like a broken toy!” she once shouted at him.

“I'm not pitying you, Athena. I love you, I just want to help you.”

“Help?” she sneered. “You think you're helping me? You're just reminding me how weak I am, how much I need to be taken care of! I’m Athena Nash, I don’t need anyone’s care!"

Those words cut into Bobby’s heart like knives. He cared for her out of love, but in her eyes, it had become pity and sympathy. Her refusal made Bobby feel small, unloved, and unwanted.

He began to doubt everything he’d done. Maybe he’d gone too far? Maybe he should give her more space? But every time he tried to step back, seeing the pain in her eyes, he couldn't help but want to draw closer.

This tug-of-war lasted seven months. Seven months of arguments, seven months of cold wars, seven months of mutual hurt. Bobby felt lost in this relationship. He didn't know what was right or wrong. He only knew he loved Athena, but she seemed to no longer need his love.

He remembered the good old days when they first got married. Athena would wait for him after work, chat with him in the kitchen while he cooked, and snuggle up to him at night to share her day’s experiences. Back then, she was strong and warm, independent yet not distant. She would let him know she needed him, not because she was weak, but because she loved him.

Back then, Bobby felt like the luckiest man in the world. He had found a woman who not only loved him but also understood him. A woman who didn’t judge him for his past and helped him become a better person.

But now Athena was like a stranger. She had built a wall, keeping everyone out, including him. She no longer shared her thoughts, sought his comfort, or even allowed him to express his concern.

Bobby recalled a night several months ago. He saw Athena sitting in the living room, holding a glass of wine, staring blankly at the TV. He walked over and sat beside her, gently placing his hand on her shoulder.

“Athena, let's talk.”

She stiffened immediately, pulling her shoulders away from his hand. “Talk about what?”

“About us. About you. About what's happening.”

“There's nothing to talk about, Bobby. I'm fine. We're fine.” Her voice was icy.

“But we're not fine, Athena. We haven't had a real conversation in months, and you don't tell me anything. You don't let me get close to you, you don't let me help you. I don't know what to do.” Bobby's voice was filled with despair.

Athena stood up, turning her back to him. “I don't need your help. I can take care of myself.”

Bobby also stood up. “I know you can. But that doesn't mean you have to. I'm your husband, Athena. Let me share your pain. It won't make you weak.”

She suddenly turned around, her eyes burning with anger. “You don't understand! You don't understand that feeling! Being pinned to the ground, helpless, afraid... I don't want to feel that weakness again!”

“Then tell me! Tell me what happened, let me understand, let me help you!” Bobby pleaded.

“No! I won't let anyone see me like that! Not even you! Especially not you!” she shouted.

The argument ended with Athena slamming the door and leaving. Bobby sat alone in the living room, feeling more helpless than ever. He wanted to help her, but she wouldn't let him get close. He wanted to love her, but she refused to accept his love.

From then on, similar scenes repeated themselves countless times. Every day, Bobby tried to break down the walls she had built, but she became even more guarded. Every time he expressed concern, she grew colder. Every time he said “I love you,” she fell silent.

In the past month, Bobby had finally given up. He no longer tried to please her, no longer took the initiative to ask about her well-being, and no longer attempted to break down the high walls she had built. Ironically, he found himself able to breathe again. Without expectations, there was no disappointment. Without attempts, there was no pain of rejection.

There were no more arguments between them, nor any intimacy. Only brief, necessary conversations. “Dinner is in the fridge.” “I'll be back late tonight.” “The trash can is full.” Like roommates, or even worse than roommates. At least roommates still have basic concern for each other.

Bobby began to wonder if Athena was another punishment from God. He had lost his first family, his wife and children, because of his own mistakes. Finally, he thought he had found redemption, found new love and a new family. But now it was all slowly crumbling away.

He thought of Marcy and the children. The fire had taken their lives, and it was his fault. He thought he had atoned for his sins, that he had been forgiven. But maybe he was wrong.

Maybe this was his fate. Maybe he was destined to be alone, maybe he didn't deserve happiness.

At the firehouse, he was a reliable captain, a hero who would risk everything to save others. But at home, he was just a man who wasn't needed, a husband rejected by his own wife.

He doubted whether he truly understood love. Perhaps Athena was right, he was truly pitying her, not loving her.

These thoughts corrode his heart like poison. He questions every motive, every action. When he prepares breakfast for her, he wonders if it’s love or pity? When he waits for her to come home, he wonders if it’s concern or control?

But even in this self-doubt, he still loves her.

Even though she’s hurt him, pushed him away. He still loves her.

The clock read 11:58. Two minutes left.

Bobby stood up, took a birthday candle from the drawer, and placed it in the center of the cake. He lit the candle, and the faint flame flickered in the darkness. He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together.

What should he wish for? For Athena to get better? For their relationship to be repaired? For him to find a way to help her?

But now he was tired.

Too tired.

He didn't want to get hurt again because of his love for her.

In the end, he silently said to himself, “Please give me the courage to accept the things I cannot change.”

11:59.

One minute left before his birthday was over.

Bobby opened his eyes and looked at the candle in front of him. The flickering light cast shadows on his face, highlighting the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and his fatigue.

“Happy birthday, Bobby.” he whispered to himself, his voice echoing lonely in the empty living room.

The clock read 12:00.

The birthday was over.

Bobby leaned forward to blow out the candles, and the kitchen fell back into darkness. He cut a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of the chocolate spread across his tongue, but he couldn't taste any happiness.

He looked at the remaining cake and suddenly felt nauseous. What did this cake represent? His own pitifulness? His loneliness? His failed marriage?

Bobby grabbed the cake, walked to the trash can, and threw it in without hesitation. The cake made a dull thud in the trash can, like the sound of something breaking inside him.

He returned to the sink and began washing the plate and fork. The cold water flowed over his hands, washing away the cake crumbs, but it couldn’t wash away the bitterness in his heart.

Just then, he heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.

Athena was coming home.

Bobby’s hands paused in the water. He glanced at the clock 12:07. She had gotten off work late today.

Footsteps echoed in the living room before stopping. Bobby knew she had heard the sound of water in the kitchen and was probably wondering why he was still awake so late.

“Bobby?” Athena’s voice came from the living room, tinged with confusion.

“In the kitchen,” Bobby replied, trying to sound normal.

Athena walked into the kitchen and saw Bobby washing dishes. She looked a little tired, her hair was a bit messy, and her eyes had that distant look he was used to seeing.

“Why are you still awake?” she asked, her tone devoid of concern, just a simple question.

Bobby continued washing the dishes. “I suddenly felt like eating cake, just finished eating it, and now I'm washing the dishes.”

His words carried a hint of testing, hoping Athena would notice something.

Cake? In the middle of the night? Isn't that a pretty obvious hint?

But Athena just nodded.

That was it. No further questions, no curiosity, no reaction at all. The last shred of hope in Bobby's heart was shattered.

“I'm going to take a shower,” Athena said, turning away from the kitchen.

“Hmm,” Bobby replied, continuing to focus on the plate in his hands.

The kitchen fell silent again, with only the sound of running water. Bobby heard Athena's footsteps fade away, heard the bathroom door close, and then the shower turn on.

He washed the last fork, turned off the faucet, and dried his hands with a towel. Throughout the process, he waited for Athena to suddenly realize something, waited for her to return to the kitchen and ask him why he was eating cake in the middle of the night, waited for her to remember what day it was.

But nothing happened.

He walked into the bedroom and began preparing for bed, changing into his pajamas. As he passed the bathroom, he could hear the sound of water inside. Once, that sound would have made him feel warm and safe, telling him his wife was home, in their home. But now, it only reminded him that they lived under the same roof but in different worlds.

He entered another bathroom to brush his teeth. The man in the mirror looked much older, his eyes filled with fatigue and disappointment.

Bobby stared at himself in the mirror and suddenly remembered who he used to be long ago. Before meeting Athena, he had also lived alone like this. Back then, he had grown accustomed to loneliness, accustomed to no one caring about him, accustomed to taking care of himself.

He believed he should get used to this life again. This was his fate.

He finished brushing his teeth, returned to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed. The bed was large, but he was alone. Athena usually waited until he was asleep before getting into bed, and she always slept at the very edge of the bed, as far away from him as possible.

Bobby lay in the darkness, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom. He recalled how they were when they first got married. Back then, Athena would chat with him while he was showering, hug him from behind while he brushed his teeth, and wait for him in bed, then they would talk until late into the night.

Those beautiful memories had now become a torment. They reminded him of what he had lost, of how empty his life was now.

Tears trickled down Bobby’s cheeks, dampening the pillow. He didn’t wipe them away, he let them flow silently. This was the only vulnerability he allowed himself to express.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to accept the feeling of not being loved. He could do it. That’s how he lived before he met Athena.

Alone.

Without expecting anyone’s love or care.

He could learn to live that way again. He had to.

The sound of water stopped. Soon after, Bobby heard the bathroom door open quietly. Athena tiptoed in, thinking he was already asleep. The mattress sank slightly as she lay down on the other side of the bed.

There was a vast distance between them, not just physical but emotional. Bobby could feel her presence, hear her breathing, but felt farther from her than ever before.

“Goodnight, Athena,” Bobby whispered, his voice barely audible in the darkness.

There was no response.

Perhaps she couldn’t hear him.

Perhaps she simply didn’t want to respond.

Bobby no longer waited. He turned his back to Athena and closed his eyes.

Tomorrow would be another day, another day of pretending everything was normal, another day of loneliness.

But at least his birthday was over. He no longer had to wait for a birthday greeting that would never come.

The next morning, when Athena woke up, Bobby was no longer in bed. She looked at the empty sheets on his side of the bed and felt a strange sensation.

She picked up her phone from the bedside table and saw a message from Hen.

Hen: Hey, how was last night? After such a passionate night, can you still walk normally today? 😏

Athena furrowed her brows, completely confused by what Hen was saying.

Athena: What? What are you talking about?

Hen: Don't play dumb! You must have celebrated wildly, right?

Athena: I really have no idea what you're talking about.

Hen: Athena, you didn't forget Bobby's birthday, did you?

Athena's heart tightened.

She quickly checked the date on her phone—August 13th.

Yesterday was Bobby's birthday.

The realization hit Athena like a punch to the chest. She remembered Bobby washing dishes in the kitchen last night, remembering him saying he suddenly wanted cake.

He was hinting at her. He had made a birthday cake, waiting for her to remember, waiting for her to say “Happy Birthday.”

But she hadn't said anything.

She didn't even realize it.

Athena jumped out of bed and hurried to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, but there was no cake inside. Maybe Bobby had put it somewhere else? Maybe he had eaten it this morning?

But when she opened the trash can, her heart shattered completely.

A chocolate cake lay in the trash can, almost intact, except for a small piece missing. The candle is still stuck in it, and the wax has solidified.

This wasn’t just a discarded cake. It was Bobby’s loneliness, his disappointment, the shattering of his last shred of hope in her.

Athena knelt before the trash can, tears blurring her vision. She imagined Bobby sitting alone in the darkness last night, facing the birthday cake he had made for himself. She imagined him lighting the candles, making a wish, and then saying “Happy Birthday” to himself. She imagined him taking a small bite before despairingly tossing the entire cake into the trash can.

She had hurt him. Deeply hurt him.

This wasn't just about forgetting his birthday. It was a microcosm of everything she had done to him over the past seven months. She had pushed him away, refused his care, refused his love. She had made him feel unwanted, unloved.

Athena recalled the expression on Bobby's face that had become increasingly common, a weary acceptance, a numbness to disappointment. She had thought it was because of work stress, but now she realized it was because of her. It was she who had made him this way.

Her phone rang, it was Hen calling.

“Athena? Are you okay?” Hen's voice was filled with concern.

“Hen... I messed up. I really messed up.” Athena's voice trembled.

“What happened? What's going on?”

“I forgot Bobby's birthday. Not only that, but I... I've been hurting him. For the past seven months, I've been pushing him away, and he... he's been trying to help me.” Athena said, tears rolling down her cheeks.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

“Athena, you need to talk to him. Really talk to him.”

"I don't know what to do. I don't know how to face him. I've let him down too many times."

“Start by apologizing. Start by admitting your mistakes. Bobby loves you, Athena. But tolerance has its limits. You can't keep going like this.”

Athena hung up the phone and continued kneeling in front of the trash can. She reached out to take the cake, but stopped. The cake was no longer edible, but its meaning was far more important than food.

It was proof of Bobby's loneliness, proof of her failure.

Her chest tightened, and a complex pain churned in her heart. She wanted Bobby. How much she wanted him. She wanted his embrace, his warmth, and return to the time when she could love him without reservation. But every time this desire surfaced, fear followed closely behind.

She couldn't allow herself to be vulnerable. She couldn't let anyone see her weakness.

For the past seven months, she had been telling herself that this was the right thing to do. She pushed Bobby away not because she didn't love him, but because she loved him too much. She didn't want him to see her broken state, didn't want him to bear her pain. She believed that protecting him from her trauma was an expression of love.

But now, looking at the birthday cake in the trash can, she realized she had made a terrible mistake. She thought she was protecting Bobby, but in reality, she was hurting him. She thought her distance was love, but to Bobby, it was rejection.

She recalled the growing fatigue in Bobby’s eyes over the past few months, his attempts to draw closer met with her cold responses, and the flash of pain on his face each time she pushed him away.

She thought she was saving him, but she was actually destroying him.

She wanted to protect him, but she was making him suffer more.

Her protection wasn’t saving anyone, it was just making both of them suffer.

This realization stabbed her heart like a knife. Bobby's pain now didn't stem from her trauma, but from her rejection. She had made a man who had already lost his family feel abandoned once again.

Athena slowly stood up and leaned against the kitchen counter. A fierce battle raged within her. On one side was her love and longing for Bobby, on the other was her deep fear of showing vulnerability.

She wanted to go to him, to tell him she loved him, that she needed him. But that meant admitting she wasn't invincible, meant letting him see her most vulnerable side. She trusted Bobby, she just didn't like the vulnerable part of herself.

Athena closed her eyes and felt her heart tear apart. She wanted Bobby, but she was afraid to want him. She loved him, but she was afraid that loving him would make her vulnerable. She wanted to be held by him, comforted by him, but she feared it would make her appear in need of rescue.

What was most painful was realizing that her self-protection had become a source of harm to Bobby. She believed she was doing the right thing, protecting their relationship, but in reality, she was destroying it. Because of her Bobby was already in pain. Her protection wasn’t protecting anyone, it was just letting the pain exist in another form.

Athena slid down to the floor, leaning against the counter. She knew she faced a choice. Continue hiding behind the walls of self-protection, watching Bobby slowly give up on their relationship; or take a risk, make herself vulnerable, and try to repair everything she had destroyed.

Both choices terrified her.

She wanted him to come in, but she didn’t know if she could do it. She didn’t know if she could lower her guard and let him see her true self—fearful, wounded, in need of protection.

But she knew one thing. She couldn’t let Bobby bear the consequences of her fear anymore. No matter how afraid she was, she couldn’t let him continue to believe he wasn’t loved.

The question was, did she still have a chance? Had she pushed him too far, so far that he no longer wanted to come back?

This possibility made her heart nearly stop. Bobby had indeed stopped trying to talk to her recently.

She didn’t know how to win back his heart, but she had to try. For Bobby, and for herself.

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When Bobby returned home that evening, the entire house was enveloped in an unusual sense of tranquility. As soon as he placed the keys on the table by the door, he heard Athena's voice coming from the living room.

“Bobby?” Her voice carried a tension he hadn't heard in a long time.

“Hmm?”

Athena approached him, her fingers nervously intertwined. Bobby noticed her eyes were swollen, but he didn’t ask why. He had learned not to ask questions, not to expect answers.

“Bobby, I... I need to tell you something.”

She looked vulnerable, but he reminded himself not to be fooled by appearances. Over the past seven months, he had learned to protect himself.

“I’m sorry, Bobby. I forgot your birthday. I’m really sorry. I don’t know how I could...” Athena said, tears welling up in her eyes.

“It’s okay. Really, it’s okay.” Bobby’s voice was as flat as if he were discussing the weather.

But that wasn't true. Of course it mattered. He was just tired, too tired to explain why it mattered, too tired to express his pain. He had to protect his heart, which was already in pieces.

“Bobby, please listen to me...”

“I'm going to take a shower.” He walked toward the bedroom.

Athena stood there, watching his back disappear into the bedroom. She wanted to chase after him, to force him to listen to her, but she knew that would only make things worse. She had lost the right to demand that he listen to her. In the past, he had patiently tried to communicate with her, but she had ruthlessly rejected him.

In the bathroom, Bobby stood under the showerhead, letting the hot water wash over his body. But no matter how hot the water was, it couldn't warm the coldness in his heart. Athena's apology sounded sincere, but he didn't know how to respond. He no longer knew how to trust her. Seven months of indifference and rejection had built a wall in his heart, a wall he wasn't sure he could ever tear down.

In the days that followed, Athena began to try to show concern for him. She would prepare coffee for him in the morning, ask him how his work was going, and greet him proactively when he returned home. But Bobby’s responses were always cold and brief.

“Thank you.” When she handed him the coffee, he didn’t even look into her eyes.

“It’s okay.” When she asked about his work, there was no emotion in his voice.

“Hmm.” When she said “Welcome home”, he nodded as if addressing a stranger.

Each cold response felt like a knife piercing Athena's heart. She could sense Bobby pushing her away, just as she had done to him over the past seven months. The feeling of rejection left her breathless with pain, and she told herself she deserved it. She had hurt him, and now she had to face the consequences.

But as days passed, she began to fear it was too late. Maybe Bobby no longer loved her. Maybe she had pushed him away for too long, he had learned he didn't need her. Maybe she had lost him, lost him forever.

This fear took root in her heart, keeping her awake at night. She lay in bed, listening to Bobby’s steady breathing, wanting to reach out and touch him, but dared not. She feared he would push her away, feared confirming her deepest fear that he no longer loved her.

Their conversations grew fewer and fewer. Sometimes, they wouldn’t exchange more than ten words all night. Athena would try to start a conversation, but Bobby always ended them with the shortest possible response.

“The weather is nice today,” she said.

“Hmm.”

“I went to the market today and bought the kind of bread you like.”

“Thank you.”

“You look tired. Is work hard?”

“It's okay.”

Every attempt felt like hitting a wall. Bobby had built the same wall as her, cold and impenetrable. Now she understood his feelings. The despair of wanting to connect but being rejected, the pain of loving someone who no longer responds to you.

Four days after Bobby’s birthday was Athena’s birthday. That morning, while Athena was still half-asleep, she heard Bobby whisper, “Happy birthday, Athena.”

She opened her eyes and saw Bobby already dressed and ready for work. He walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a jewelry box from the deepest part.

“This is for you,” he said, placing the box on the bedside table.

Athena sat up and opened the box. Inside was a delicate diamond bracelet, shimmering in the morning light. Months earlier, she had lingered in front of a jewelry store window, admiring the beauty of the bracelet. She had thought Bobby hadn't noticed, but he had remembered.

“Bobby... it's so beautiful. You remembered...” Her voice choked, tears blurring her vision.

“I remember many things,” Bobby said, his voice devoid of warmth, only a weary sense of duty. Like a dutiful husband fulfilling his obligations, not a lover expressing affection.

Athena felt a pang of heartache. He remembered her birthday, remembered the things she liked, but the way he spoke made her realize it wasn’t out of love but out of duty. He was fulfilling his duties as a husband, nothing more. This was more painful than being completely ignored, because it reminded her of the love they once had and how she had destroyed it with her own hands.

But even so, she felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps this meant they still had a chance, that she could repair their relationship.

“Thank you, Bobby. I love you.”

Bobby stiffened and didn’t respond. He simply nodded and turned to leave. That nod was crueler than any words, so polite, so distant.

Just as he was about to step out of the bedroom, Athena caught up to him. She tiptoed and gave him a gentle kiss, just as they used to do every morning.

"Goodbye, baby. Be safe." she whispered.

A look of disbelief flashed across Bobby's eyes, as if he couldn't believe any of this was real. He hadn't felt her tenderness in so long, and this kiss reminded him of the beauty they once shared and of what he had lost.

“Will you... come home for dinner?” Athena asked cautiously.

Bobby hesitated. He saw the expectation in her eyes, the same expectation he had once seen in the mirror. “I'll see how it goes.”

He didn't want to have an awkward dinner with her. He didn't want to sit across the table from her, pretending everything was normal, pretending there wasn't so much unspoken pain between them.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Athena’s face, but she quickly hid it. “Okay. I understand.”

But she didn’t understand. How could she? She had never experienced seven months of rejection, never felt the pain of struggling between hope and disappointment every day.

After Bobby left, Athena began preparing dinner. She went to the market to buy Bobby’s favorite ingredients and spent the entire afternoon busy in the kitchen. She made his favorite roasted chicken, served with his favorite vegetables and mashed potatoes. She wanted to prove to Bobby that she was genuinely committed to repairing their relationship. She wanted to recreate the beautiful moments they had once shared.

At 5:00 pm in the afternoon, she began to prepare herself. She took a shower, put on makeup, and wore the red dress Bobby had once said suited her perfectly. She spun around in front of the mirror to ensure she looked beautiful and alluring. She wanted Bobby to see that she was still the woman he had once deeply loved.

At 6:00 pm, she lit the candles on the dining table. Everything was ready, she only needed to wait for Bobby to come home. She sat in the living room, her heart racing every time she heard a car outside.

At 6:30 pm, Bobby still hadn’t returned. Athena began to feel uneasy, but she told herself he was probably busy with work or had an emergency. She didn’t want to suspect he was avoiding her, didn’t want her insecurities to ruin the night.

At 7 pm, her phone rang. It was a message from Bobby.

Bobby: Sorry, I have a lot of reports to write. I won’t be coming home for dinner. Happy birthday.

Athena stared at the phone screen, her heart seeming to stop. She knew it was an excuse. Bobby would never work overtime on an important day. He was avoiding her, avoiding this night she had carefully prepared.

The message was so cold, so formulaic. “Happy Birthday” felt like a stranger’s blessing, devoid of any warmth. On the night she had forgotten his birthday, he had faced the birthday cake alone. Now, she too experienced the same sense of abandonment.

She slowly walked toward the bedroom and took off her red dress. In the mirror, her eyes were filled with disappointment. The dress had lost all meaning, just like her efforts. She put on Bobby's LAFD shirt, the one she wore during the hardest times. His scent still lingered on the fabric, making her feel safe.

She returned to the kitchen and packed away the food she had prepared. The roasted chicken was still warm, and the vegetables retained their vibrant colors. Each dish represented her love and hope, her desire to mend their relationship. But now they only reminded her how futile her efforts had been.

Athena poured herself a glass of red wine. She sat on the couch, trying not to think about what Bobby was doing, trying not to think about whether he was really writing a report or just didn't want to come home to face her. But she knew the answer. He was avoiding her, just as she had once avoided him.

The alcohol blurred her thoughts, but the pain became even clearer. Tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand. She couldn't cry. She didn't deserve to cry. She was the one who had hurt Bobby, the one who had pushed him away. It was normal for him to reject her now, it was what she deserved.

But this rational understanding did not ease the pain in her heart. She felt so heartbroken after being pushed away by Bobby for just a few days, she dared not imagine how he had endured the past seven months. Every day, every time, being treated coldly by her, being rejected by her, being hurt by her. He must have been sitting somewhere, feeling the same pain, the same despair.

She recalled those nights when Bobby tried to hug her while she was crying, and how she pushed him away. The pain in his eyes and the despair in his voice were heartbreaking. She thought she was protecting them, but in reality, she was destroying both of them.

She really messed up. Completely messed up.

The pain of being rejected by someone you love, the despair of wanting to be close but being pushed away, the fear of not knowing if the other person still loves you. These pains were so real, so sharp, that she could barely breathe.

Meanwhile, in the firehouse office, Bobby sat at his desk, with some reports spread out in front of him that didn’t need to be finished tonight. He was lying. He had no work to do. he was just avoiding Athena.

Her sudden concern for him in recent days made him uncomfortable. He didn’t know why she was doing this. Was it because she felt guilty for forgetting his birthday? Or did she truly want to repair their relationship? He didn’t know, he was too tired to speculate about her motives.

Over the past month, he had stopped trying to please her, stopped expecting her response, and finally felt able to breathe. He didn’t want to go back to those suffocating days, those days of struggling between anticipation and disappointment. He didn’t want to make himself vulnerable again, didn’t want to give her the chance to hurt him.

He looked at the roses he had bought for her on the table. He had intended to take them home for her, but now he wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. Athena was as beautiful as the roses, but she also had thorns that could hurt people.

He had once cut off her thorns, making her soft and accept his love. But those thorns had grown back, and they were sharper than ever. Over the past seven months, he had tried time and again to cut off those thorns, but his hands were now covered in scars. Each attempt left him bleeding, and each rejection left a new wound on his heart.

He had just resolved to learn to live without love, to live alone, then Athena suddenly began to care for him. This made him feel like god was toying with him, giving him hope and then taking it away again. He didn't want to endure the pain of shattered hope again.

Bobby knew he should go home. Today was Athena's birthday, and he should celebrate with her. But he was afraid. He feared that seeing the expectation in her eyes would soften his heart again, dragging him back into that painful cycle. He was afraid to believe in her change, because if she pushed him away again, he wasn't sure he could bear it.

He picked up the roses and inhaled their fragrance. Maybe he should give her a chance. Maybe this time would be different. But his rational mind told him that people don’t change easily. Athena had pushed him away for seven months, she wouldn’t suddenly become a different person just because of a forgotten birthday.

In the end, he waited until late to go home, so they wouldn’t have to face each other or have those awkward conversations. It was a cowardly act, he knew, but he no longer had the courage to face more pain.

At 11:30 pm, Bobby returned home. To his surprise, the living room light was still on. He tiptoed inside and saw Athena curled up on the couch, asleep in his LAFD shirt.

There were tear stains on her face, and an empty wine glass sat on the table. A complex mix of emotions welled up in Bobby, pity, guilt, and a hint of anger. Why was she crying? She was the one who push him away, the one who rejected his love.

He walked into the kitchen and saw that the candles on the dining table had burned out, and a beautifully prepared dinner was in the refrigerator. He realized she had prepared so much for tonight, and he had let her down. This scene reminded him of his own birthday night, the cake had been thrown into the trash.

Bobby took out a vase, arranged the roses, and placed them on the dining table. Then he cleared away Athena’s wine glass.

He knew he couldn't let her sleep on the couch all night. No matter what issues they had, he wouldn't let her wake up with a stiff neck on the couch. This was his last act of tenderness, and the only remaining care in their relationship.

As he bent down to pick her up, Athena suddenly opened her eyes. Her gaze was initially unfocused, but it quickly locked onto his face.

“Bobby? You're back,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.

“It's time to go to bed.”

Just as Bobby thought she would get up on her own and he was about to straighten up, Athena suddenly reached out her arms and wrapped them around his neck, wanting him to carry her into the room. The gesture was so natural, so intimate, something that hadn't happened in the past seven months.

Bobby was certain she was drunk. He had just noticed that an entire bottle of red wine was empty while he was tidying up. However, Athena was not actually drunk. She had been fully awake the entire time, merely pretending to sleep. She wanted to feel Bobby's concern, to have him hold her, even if it was only out of a sense of duty. She wanted to relive the feeling of being cared for by him, even if it was only for a single second.

Bobby carried her into the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. Her body was so light, so familiar, reminding him of countless nights they had spent together in love. As he prepared to leave, Athena grabbed his hand.

“Stay.” she whispered, her eyes filled with longing and vulnerability.

Bobby hesitated for a moment, quickly changed his clothes, and lay down on the bed. Athena immediately curled up beside him, resting her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist. She wanted to feel his heartbeat, to confirm that he was still there, that he hadn't completely left her.

They hadn't been like this in a long time. They hadn't lain together so intimately in a long time, hadn't felt each other's body heat in a long time. For Athena, it felt like coming home, returning to where she belonged.

But Bobby's body was stiff. He didn't know how to respond to her closeness. Part of him wanted to embrace her, to savor this long-lost intimacy. But another part of him was warning him not to soften, not to let himself become vulnerable again. His muscles were tense, as if ready to flee at any moment.

Athena could feel Bobby's stiffness, could sense his inner struggle. She wanted to tell him she loved him, to explain why she had pushed him away, to ask for his forgiveness. But she didn't know where to begin, didn't know how to repair the damage she had caused.

“Bobby, I...”

“Don't say anything.” Bobby interrupted her, his voice tired and distant.

Those three words were crueler than any refusal. They told Athena he didn't want to hear her explanation, didn't want to hear her apology, didn't want to hear anything that might soften his heart again.

A few minutes later, Bobby made his decision. He gently pushed Athena away, placing her back on her side of the bed, then turned his back to her. The gesture was so familiar, for it was exactly what she had done to him over the past seven months.

“Goodnight, Athena.”

Athena felt her heart shatter. She wanted to reach out and touch his back, to beg him not to push her away, but she had no right to. She had hurt him too deeply, pushed him away for too long. Now it was her turn to experience the pain of rejection.

Silent tears slid down her cheeks, dampening the pillow. She bit her lip to keep from making a sound. She didn’t want Bobby to hear her crying, didn’t want him to think she was seeking sympathy.

In the darkness, neither of them slept. Bobby heard Athena’s labored breathing and knew she was crying. But he forced himself not to turn around, not to comfort her. He had learned to protect himself, to not let her tears soften his heart. Every tear felt like a mockery of the pain he had endured in the past.

Bobby was right beside her, yet felt so distant. She thought about every night over the past seven months, wondering if Bobby had also lain beside her, wanting to draw near but dared not, wanting to love her but afraid of being rejected again.

Now she clearly felt the sorrow he was enduring. This struggle between love and rejection, this longing to touch yet dare not, this despair of lying beside lover yet feeling alone.

She had ruined everything. And now, she didn’t know if there was still a chance to repair it.

The next morning, Bobby left before Athena woke up. He left a note in the kitchen. "Last night’s dinner looked great. Thank you for your effort."

Athena held the note, and her hopes were shattered once again. The note was so formal, so distant, as if a guest were thanking the host for their hospitality.

She knew an apology wasn’t enough. A few days of care weren’t enough either. She needed to do more, to prove she was truly committed to repairing their relationship. But she didn’t know what to do, didn’t know if Bobby was willing to give her another chance.

The situation worsened over the next few days. Bobby became even colder and more distant. He began avoiding being alone with her, finding excuses to leave whenever she entered the room. Their conversations grew even rarer.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

“Dinner is in the fridge.”

“Thank you.”

That was it. No eye contact, no physical contact, no signs of intimacy. They lived under the same roof like two strangers.

She tried to care for him more, but every attempt was met with a cold response. She prepared his favorite foods for him, but he would simply say thank you and leave. She would try to talk to him about work, but he would only give the shortest answers.

She began to doubt whether it was already too late. Perhaps Bobby no longer loved her, just as she had made him feel. Perhaps she had lost the most important person in her life, and it was all her own doing.

This realization was more tormenting than any physical wound. She finally understood how Bobby had felt over the past seven months and realized how deeply she had hurt him. The love in his eyes, the warmth in his voice, the sense of security in his embrace. Now it was all gone, destroyed by her own hands.

She knew this was the punishment she deserved, but that didn't make the pain any easier to bear.

At the firehouse, Bobby tried to focus on his work, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the situation at home. He knew he was hurting Athena, just as she had hurt him. But he didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to believe her change was genuine, or how to make himself vulnerable again.

Hen noticed his change. “Bobby, are you okay? You look... tired.”

“I'm fine.” Bobby replied, but his voice lacked conviction.

“Is it about Athena?” Hen asked cautiously.

Bobby didn't answer, but his silence was the answer.

“You’re going through a tough time, I know. But you love each other, Bobby. That should mean something.”

“Love isn’t always enough. Sometimes, love only makes the hurt deeper.” Bobby said, his voice filled with exhaustion.

Hen didn’t know what to say. She saw the pain in Bobby’s eyes, saw a man struggling between love and self-protection.

That night, Bobby came home late again. When he walked into the living room, he saw Athena sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in her hand. She looked exhausted, her eyes red and swollen, clearly having cried again.

“You're back.” she said, her voice hoarse.

“Hmm.” Bobby replied, preparing to head straight to the bedroom.

“Bobby, wait.” Athena stood up, “Can we talk?”

Bobby stopped but didn't turn around. “Talk about what?”

“About us. About the mistakes I've made. About how I can fix them.”

“Some things can't be fixed, Athena. Some wounds are too deep.” Bobby said, his voice filled with resignation.

These words hit Athena like a punch. “Are you saying... you don't love me anymore?”

Bobby finally turned to look at her. She looked so vulnerable, so desperate, it reminded him of himself from the past seven months.

“I don't know. To be honest, I don't know what love is anymore. I only know that loving you hurts me.”

Athena's tears flowed again. “Bobby, I'm sorry. I know I hurt you, I know I messed everything up. But please tell me there's still hope. Please tell me we can fix this.”

Bobby watched her cry, torn by conflicting emotions. He wanted to forgive her, to start over. But he feared getting hurt again, feared falling back into that cycle.

“I don't know, Athena. I really don't.”

Then he turned and walked toward the bedroom, leaving Athena alone in the living room, tears streaming down her face.

That night, they lay back to back on the bed, a vast distance between them. Neither of them could sleep, both pondering whether there was still a future for them.

Love had turned into a war, and they were both complete losers. They were hurting each other, enduring pain, and paying the price for past mistakes. The cruelest part was that they still loved each other. That love hadn’t disappeared, it was just temporarily buried under pain and fear.

The question was, is love enough? Is it enough to overcome the pain between them? Is it enough to rebuild their shattered trust?

There were no simple answers to these questions. And until they found the answers, they could only continue to struggle in this pain, continue to hurt each other, and continue to mourn for the beauty they once had.

Chapter Text

Since Nova was born, Harry has been immersed in an unprecedented sense of excitement. At ten years old, he is no longer the youngest child in the family, and this feeling is really cool.

On the day Nova returned home from the hospital, Harry cautiously approached the crib, looking at the tiny Nova, and a strong sense of protectiveness welled up within him. “I'm the big brother now, I have to take care of her and protect her,” he told himself at the time.

Over the past fourteen months, Harry has been striving to fulfill his role as the older brother. He would run to tell the adults when Nova cried and tiptoe past her room when she was sleeping. Though he still found changing diapers a bit gross, he had done his best to care for his little sister.

Most importantly, Harry no longer had to endure being called “little baby” Now, when relatives or friends visited, they would say, “Oh, Harry, you're big brother now!” This made him feel incredibly proud. He finally had a true identity of his own, he wasn't the youngest child anymore, but the protector, the role model.

But recently, there was one thing that had been bothering Harry...

After dinner, Nova sat on the playmat in the middle of the living room, her little hands holding a plush teddy bear, intently studying its ears. Her smooth hair shone with a golden glow under the light, and her round little face looked especially cute as she focused.

“Mama!” Nova lifted her head, reaching out her little hand toward Athena, who was clearing the dishes, her face breaking into a bright smile.

Athena immediately put down the plate she was holding and walked toward her daughter. “Here I am, sweetie. Mama’s here.”

Harry, sitting on the sofa, watched the scene unfold, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. He loved his little sister, truly loved her. From the moment Nova was born, he had vowed to be the best big brother in the world. But...

“Dada!” Nova turned toward Bobby, who was busy in the kitchen, waving her little hands.

Bobby smiled and peeked out. “Hey there, pumpkin.”

Harry’s heart sank a little more. Nova called mama and dada, and even called May, though it sounded more like Meh. But she had never called his name.

“Harry, what’s wrong? You look a little upset.” Athena noticed her son’s expression and sat down beside him.

Harry hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Mom, does Nova not like me? She calls you and Bobby, and she calls May, but she never calls my name.”

Athena reached out and gently stroked Harry's hair. “Oh baby, Nova does like you. She's just too young, and some sounds are difficult for her to pronounce. Your name might be particularly challenging for her.”

Bobby walked over and sat down on Harry's other side. “Harry, every child learns to speak at their own pace. Nova will say your name, it just takes time. And do you know what can help her learn faster?”

“What?”

“Talk to her more, teach her more. You're her older brother, she wants to imitate you the most.” Bobby patted Harry's shoulder encouragingly.

Athena nodded. “Bobby is right. Nova always watches you, and when you play with her, her eyes are filled with admiration. She loves you, Harry.”

Hearing his parents' words, Harry felt much better. He looked at Nova rolling around on the carpet and made up his mind.

“Then I'll go teach her right now!” Harry jumped up and walked toward Nova.

Bobby and Athena exchanged a smile and sat on the sofa watching them.

Harry sat cross legged in front of Nova, and she immediately crawled toward him, grabbing his hand with her little hands.

“Nova, do you want to learn to say my name?”

Nova tilted her little head and made some cooing sounds.

“My name is Harry, Har-ry. Try saying it?” Harry repeated slowly.

Nova opened her little mouth but only managed to make “Ah… Ah”

“It’s okay, we’ll take it slow. Har-ry, Har-ry.” Harry said patiently.

He pointed at himself, then at Nova. “Harry, Nova. Harry, Nova.”

Nova thought it was a game and clapped her little hands happily. She imitated Harry's actions, pointing her little finger at Harry, then at herself.

“That's right! Now try saying Harry.” Harry said excitedly.

“Hah...ha...” Nova struggled to make the sound.

“Good! Keep going!” Harry encouraged her.

“Look how patient he is. He's such a great big brother.” Bobby whispered to Athena from the sofa.

“Yes, he is.”

Harry continued to patiently teach Nova. He tried various methods, exaggerating his mouth movements and making up a little song. Although Nova still couldn't produce the correct sound, she clearly enjoyed the process and giggled continuously.

“Harry, Harry, this is Harry.” Harry tapped his chest.

Nova stared at him intently, her little mouth moving effortfully. Suddenly, she uttered a clear syllable.

“Ha...ha...Honey!”

The living room fell silent.

Harry blinked, unable to believe what he had heard. "You... What did you just say?”

“Honey!” Nova repeated, this time more clearly, her little face flushed with excitement.

Bobby and Athena burst into laughter simultaneously.

“She called you honey!” Athena laughed until tears streamed down her face.

“Oh my gosh, she said Harry is honey.” Bobby also laughed.

Harry paused for a moment, then began to laugh as well. Though it wasn’t his name, it was the first time Nova had made a sound specifically for him, and honey sounded so sweet.

“Honey! Honey!” Nova loved this new word, repeating it over and over, clapping her hands each time she said it.

“Alright, honey it is. At least you’re calling me.” Harry said with a smile.

He gently kissed her little face. “Thank you for calling my name. I love you, Nova.”

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Bobby stood up and walked toward them.

“Looks like someone needs some celebration.” Bobby said, suddenly reaching out to tickle Harry’s waist.

“Ah! Bobby! Stop!” Harry burst into laughter, trying to dodge Bobby’s attacks.

“This is a special reward for our honey.” Bobby continued tickling, and Harry laughed until tears streamed down his face.

Nova was infected by her brother’s laughter and began giggling as well.

Bobby stopped rewarding Harry and turned to Nova.

“Congratulations to our little princess for learning a new word.” He began to plant light kisses all over her little face and neck.

Nova let out cute, melting laugh, waving her little hands trying to push Bobby away.

“Ah…no! Dada!”

“Look how happy our little princess is.” Athena walked over to join them.

Harry wiped away the tears of laughter and watched Bobby continue to play with Nova. Although Nova called him honey instead of Harry, but at that moment he experienced the joy of being an older brother.

Harry leaned against Athena. “Mom, I don't mind her calling me honey.”

Athena hugged him. “Maybe Nova is trying to tell you that you're special to her.”

Harry’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Really. And who says she won’t learn to say Harry someday? Honey may become a special term of endearment between you two.”

Bobby stopped playing with Nova and let her sit on his lap. She was still giggling, her little face flushed.

“Honey!” Nova suddenly called out again, reaching out her little hand toward Harry.

Harry immediately extended his hand, letting Nova grasp his finger. “I'm here, Nova. Honey is here.”

Harry gently rocked Nova's little hand. “Nova. I'm your big brother Harry, but if you want to call me honey, that's fine too. I'll always protect you and love you.”

Nova let go of Harry's finger and stretched out her little arms for a hug. Harry carefully took the little sister from Bobby and held her gently.

“Honey.” Nova said, resting her little head on Harry's shoulder.

In that moment, all of Harry's previous worries and disappointments vanished, replaced by overflowing love.

“I really love you, Nova, my little sister.”

Just then, the sound of a key turning in the front door could be heard.

“I'm back! Sorry I'm late, my studies are progressing slower than expected.”

“Baby, we're in the living room!” Athena said.

“Did you eat dinner, sweetheart?” Bobby asked.

“I already ate with my friends.”

May walked into the living room and saw the whole family sitting on the game mat, with Nova in Harry’s arms.

“Wow, it looks like I missed something fun.” May said, putting down her backpack and walking toward them.

“May! Nova learned a new word!” Harry said excitedly.

“Really? What word?” May sat down next to them.

“Tell May what you just said.” Harry said to Nova.

Nova looked at May and clearly said. “Honey!”

May blinked in confusion. “Honey? Who is she calling?”

“She’s calling me! She wanted to say Harry, but she said honey instead.” Harry said proudly.

May couldn't help but laugh. “Oh, that's so cute! Honey Harry!”

“Don't make fun of us.”

“I'm not making fun of you. I think it's special. Honey is such a sweet nickname.” May said, gently touching Nova's little hand.

“Meh!” Nova reached out her little hand to May.

May happily took Nova and kissed her. “Oh, you remember me! Hi, little sis. I missed you.”

Watching May, Harry, and Nova interact, Bobby and Athena felt a wave of warmth in her heart. This was what they wanted a loving family where everyone cared for one another.

This family was so special, not simply bound by blood ties, but by love. Bobby chose to love Athena and her children, Harry and May chose to accept Bobby as their father, and now they all chose to love Nova with all their hearts.

“Honey!” Nova called out again.

“I’m here.” Harry responded, taking his sister from May.

Nova snuggled contentedly into Harry’s arms, her little hands clutching his clothes.

“I think she’s tired, maybe it’s time to get ready for bed,” Athena said.

“I’ll give her a bath.” Bobby said.

“I want to help, I want to spend more time with her. Is that okay?” Harry said.

“Of course, we can do it together.” Bobby said with a smile.

Harry carefully carried Nova to the bathroom in Bobby and Athena’s room.

In the bathroom, Bobby prepared warm water, and Harry sat on a small stool holding Nova, waiting.

“Honey.” Nova said.

“Yes, honey is here. We’re going to give you a nice bath, and then you can go to sleep.” Harry responded gently.

Bobby tested the water temperature and gently placed Nova into the small bathtub. Nova immediately started splashing the water, spraying it everywhere.

“Be careful, baby girl, don't get honey wet.” Bobby said with a smile.

Harry didn't mind getting splashed. He helped Bobby bathe Nova, watching his sister play happily in the water. This was his first time participating in Nova's bedtime routine, and it felt new and fun.

After the bath, they wrapped Nova in a soft towel. Harry watched as Bobby put on her diaper and pink pajamas, then they walked together to Nova’s room.

In the nursery, Athena had everything ready, the nightlight was on, a gentle lullaby was playing, and Nova’s crib was made with clean sheets.

“It’s time to say goodnight.” Athena said.

Harry looked at Nova with reluctance. “Can I stay with her a little longer?”

“Sure, but not too long, you have school tomorrow.” Bobby said.

Harry gently patted Nova. Nova’s eyelids were already drooping, but she still tried to look at Harry.

Soon she closed her eyes.

Bobby and Athena watched the precious moment from the side.

“Goodnight, Nova. I’ll play with you tomorrow.”

Harry tucked the small blanket around her. Bobby and Athena each gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

“Goodnight, my little angel. Sweet dreams.” Athena said.

“Goodnight, little princess. Dada loves you.” Bobby said.

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Athena stood in front of the full length mirror, doing her final check. She wore a creamy white silk blouse, smooth and form fitting, with the top few buttons deliberately undone to reveal her alluring collarbone. She wore black skinny jeans that perfectly hugged her legs and outlined the beautiful curves of her hips.

She gently ran her fingers through her freshly styled hair, letting it fall naturally over her shoulders. Today was her girls' day out to enjoy a leisurely afternoon tea at Hen's house.

“Damn...”

A low, desire filled voice came from behind her, tinged with obvious admiration. Athena saw Bobby leaning against the doorframe in the mirror, his eyes burning with intensity as he stared at her, as if he wanted to melt her.

He walked toward her slowly, each step filled with the danger of a predator.

“Thena, you're wearing this... you're testing my self control.”

His hands gently caressed her waist, feeling the smoothness and warmth of her skin through the silk shirt.

“These jeans...they're practically tailor made for your body. And this shirt...” Bobby's voice grew even deeper as his hands slowly moved upward.

His fingers gently traced the unbuttoned area, “Do you know what this means to me?”

Athena smiled at him in the mirror, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I'm just dressing up for girls day, baby.”

“They're so lucky. I'm jealous they get to see you this sexy all afternoon.”

He turned her body so she faced him. Bobby's gaze was intense and passionate, as if he wanted to etch her beauty into his heart forever.

“You're truly beautiful, my goddess.” He said, his thumb gently tracing her full lips.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips with possessive desire. Bobby's tongue gently caressed her lips, begging for entry. Athena closed her eyes, parted her lips to welcome him, and felt the heat of his lips and tongue.

As the kiss grew deeper, Bobby's hands slowly moved downward, eventually resting on her hips. His large hands perfectly encircled her hips, gently yet possessively kneading them, then pulling her closer, pressing her body tightly against his.

“Bobby...” Athena gasped between his lips, feeling the heat of his body and the desire that made her legs weak.

“Do you feel it? Do you feel what you've done to me?”

Bobby kissed her deeply once more. When they finally parted, both of them were slightly out of breath. Athena opened her eyes and saw the red lipstick mark on Bobby's lips, the vibrant color making him look even more sensual.

She let out a soft laugh, reached out her hand, and gently wiped the lipstick stain from his lips with her thumb.

“Look at you, I've made you dirty.”

As her thumb gently traced his lips, Bobby froze. This simple gesture, this familiar tenderness, transported him back to that beautiful night seven years ago.

❤❤❤

It was their first official date, and Bobby remembered how nervous he had been that night, like a shy teenager. He had tried on countless outfits in front of the mirror, debating whether to wear a tie. He wanted to make a perfect impression on her, to let her know how seriously he took this date.

The dinner at the restaurant was perfect. They talked about work, life, dreams, and the funny stories that made them laugh. Athena wore a brown dress that night, elegant yet sensual. When she smiled, the entire restaurant seemed to fade into the background. Bobby found himself completely captivated by her, her intelligence, humor, beauty, and that unique charm she possessed.

“I don't want this night to end.” Bobby mustered the courage to say when the waiter brought the bill.

“Me too.” Athena replied. The tenderness in her eyes made him almost forget to breathe.

So they went to the beach. The night breeze was gentle and warm, and the moonlight cast a silver glow on the waves. They took off their shoes and walked barefoot on the soft sand, talking about the stars, the moon, and the waves.

Bobby occasionally stole glances at Athena, who looked so beautiful and unreal in the moonlight, like a goddess stepping out of a dream. He wanted to kiss her, to tell her how strongly he felt about her, but he wasn't sure if she felt the same way. Every time their eyes met, a subtle tension filled the air.

“What does that star remind you of?” Athena asked, pointing to the brightest star in the sky.

“Your eyes.” Bobby blurted out, then immediately blushed. “I mean...they're both so bright, so beautiful just like you.”

Athena chuckled. “You’re so sweet, Bobby.”

They continued walking, and Bobby noticed Athena gently rubbing her arm. Though the sea breeze was gentle, the night brought a hint of chill.

“Are you cold?” he asked with concern.

“A little.”

Bobby immediately took off his suit jacket, his movements elegant and gentlemanly. “Here, put this on.”

As he draped the jacket over her, their distance suddenly grew very close. So close that Bobby could count her eyelashes. He could smell the faint lavender scent in her hair, feel the warmth of her body, and hear her gentle breathing. Just as he was about to step back, he saw Athena staring at his lips, her eyes filled with a longing he had never seen before.

In that moment, time stood still. The sound of the waves grew distant, and it felt as though the world had shrunk to just the two of them. Bobby's heart raced, he wanted to kiss her, to taste the sweetness of her lips, but he feared disrupting this perfect yet fragile moment.

Their eyes met, and Bobby could see the anticipation in Athena's gaze. The air was thick with unspoken desire and tension.

“Bobby...” Athena whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you,” she said, then tiptoed to kiss his lips.

Bobby paused for a second, then gently returned the kiss. The kiss was light and sweet, yet heavy with emotion. Her lips were unbelievably soft, with a faint scent of red wine. Bobby carefully deepened the kiss.

When they parted, Athena's cheeks were flushed with a charming blush, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction and shyness.

“Oh I left a mark on your lips.” she said with a smile, then reached out and gently wiped the lipstick stain from his lips with her thumb.

The gesture was so tender that Bobby felt his heart melting. In that moment, he knew he had fallen completely in love with this woman.

❤❤❤

“Babe? Bobby? ”

Bobby blinked and returned to reality. Athena was looking at him with concern, her hand still near his lips, and that familiar gesture warmed his heart.

“I'm sorry, I was thinking about our first kiss.” Bobby took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.

Athena's expression softened instantly. “That night on the beach?”

“Yes, the way you wiped away the lipstick... it reminded me of that night. Do you remember? You kiss me, and then...”

“Then I helped you wipe off the lipstick. I remember. That was our first date, and it was the first time I was so brave.”

"You were already so brave and beautiful back then. I was still hesitating whether to kiss you, but you took the initiative to kiss me. At that moment, I knew I was completely in love with you."

“Because I could tell you wanted to kiss me, and I wanted to kiss you too.”

Bobby lowered his head and kissed her lips passionately once more. He sucked on her lips, then explored the sweetness of her mouth, while his hands gripped her rounded hips, pulling her closer.

When they parted, the flames of desire burned in both their eyes.

“Are you trying to tempt me into staying home?” Athena's voice grew hoarse, tinged with obvious seduction.

“If I say yes, will you stay?”

Athena pretended to think for a moment, but her body already involuntarily pressing against his.

“Hen will kill me...” The spark in her eyes betrayed her true thoughts.

“I'll protect you. I'll protect you with my life.” Bobby whispered in her ear, gently kissing her sensitive earlobe.

His hands began to roam restlessly.

“Bobby Nash, do you know what you're doing?”

“I know I'm loving my wife. I know I want to tell her how beautiful she is, how sexy she is, how utterly captivating she is to me.” Bobby replied, his voice low and magnetic, as his hands grew bolder in their caresses.

His hands gently traced the inner thighs of her tight jeans, "These jeans really suit you, but I'd rather see them on the floor. And this shirt…though it's beautiful, I'd rather see the remaining buttons undone."

“Bobby...” Athena's voice carried a warning, but her body honestly responded to his caresses.

“What? I'm just admiring my beautiful, sexy wife. Is that wrong?” Bobby asked innocently, but his hands didn't stop seductive movements.

Athena glanced at the clock, then looked at Bobby. She knew that if she didn't leave now, she really wouldn't go to Hen's house. But seeing the love and desire in Bobby's eyes, her resolve quickly crumbled.

“You're really bad. You know I can't resist you.” She said, already beginning to unbutton his shirt.

“Only bad to you, only to my goddess.” Bobby kissed her neck, leaving a trail of fiery kiss marks on her sensitive skin.

Hen: Girl, did you leave yet?

Hen: Athena?

Hen: Are you okay?

Hen: Bobby, did Athena leave yet?

Hen: ???

Hen: Why aren’t you guys answering my calls?

Hen: OMG, you guys are so disgusting!!!

Hen put down the phone.

“Baby, is Athena on her way?” Karen asked.

“No, she encountered some obstacles.” Hen poured a glass of red wine.

“What kind of obstacles?”

“Bobby.”

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Bobby stood in the nursery, holding a small diaper in his hand. He furrowed his brow and let out a soft sigh, the sound echoing clearly in the quiet room. This diaper was the size Nova was currently wearing, but it was already starting to feel a bit tight. Her little legs had become more stronger and her little belly had rounded out considerably. Bobby knew it was time to move up to the next size.

“She's growing too fast.” He murmured softly, his voice tinged with a hint of unnoticeable melancholy.

Bobby placed the diaper back on the shelf and turned his gaze toward the crib. Even though Nova wasn't there, he could still clearly recall every subtle change in her. Two months ago, she was still that tiny little one weighing just six pounds, with a rosy little face, her tiny fists clenched tightly, crying loudly to announce her arrival to the world.

Now, Nova was completely different. Her cheeks had become round and plump, her skin smoother, and her big eyes increasingly lively, able to focus intently on him and Athena. What moved Bobby most was that Nova had started to smile that innocent, pure smile that could melt his heart in an instant.

Every time Bobby looks at her, his heart is filled with an overwhelming sense of happiness. Sometimes, he quietly walks to the crib in the middle of the night, simply gazing at her sleeping form to confirm that it’s all real. She’s truly here, safe in their home, under his protection.

This happiness is so intense that Bobby sometimes fears it’s just a beautiful dream. He feared that one day he would wake up to find everything gone, Nova and Athena vanished, and this warm home no longer existed. This fear was deeply rooted in his heart, making him cherish every moment spent with Nova and Athena even more.

“Bobby?” Athena's voice came from the doorway, breaking his reverie.

Bobby turned around and saw Athena carrying Nova into the room. Nova was wearing a pink onesie, her bright eyes curiously scanning the room. When she saw Bobby, the corners of her mouth turned up into a sweet smile.

“What's wrong?” Athena approached him, noticing the complex expression on his face.

Bobby reached out and gently stroked Nova's little face. Her skin was so soft and warm. “Nova needs a bigger diaper size. She's growing so fast, it feels like she's grown a little more every time I blink.” Bobby leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Athena's lips, then kissed Nova's forehead lightly.

Nova felt her father's kiss and let out a cute little gurgle, her tiny feet kicking gently in Athena's arms. This little gesture made Bobby smile, but there was a hint of sadness in his smile.

"I'm happy to see her grow, but I'm a little sad to see her grow up. I already miss how she was when she was born, so small, so fragile, completely dependent on us. "

He extended his finger, and Nova immediately grasped it tightly with her little hand. The trust and dependence caused Bobby's heart to tighten. Her strength had grown slightly since last week, she had grown a little more.

“She's starting to recognize us now, smiling at us and grabbing our fingers. Every day she changes, every day there's something new to discover. I don't want to miss a single moment.”

Athena looked at her husband with understanding. She knew Bobby felt a deep regret about missing out child's growth, which made him extra sensitive and cherish every moment of Nova's development.

“Nova is only two months old, Bobby. She still has many months, many years ahead of her that need us.” Athena said gently.

But even as she spoke, Athena felt the same way. She looked at Nova and thought of May from years ago. Back then, May was the same, changing every day, growing every day. It seemed like just yesterday she was a tiny baby who needed to be held, and today she was already a young adult going to college.

“Actually, I felt the same way when I looked at May. She grew up so fast, so fast that I didn't have time to remember her appearance at every stage.”

Nova yawned in Athena's arms, her little hand letting go of Bobby's finger, but quickly grabbing it again, unwilling to lose that connection. This small gesture made both Bobby and Athena smile.

Bobby looked deeply at Nova, then turned to Athena, his eyes filled with deep guilt and determination.

"Athena, I made mistakes in the past, missing out my children's growth. This time, I want to do things right. I want to protect her growth and accompany her every step of the way."

Athena gently stroked Bobby's cheek. She knew what he was referring to, knew that those painful memories still tormented him. But she also knew that Bobby was a good father, a man who would sacrifice everything for his family.

"Bobby, you're a good father. Never doubt that. Nova is lucky to have a father like you." Her voice was firm yet warm.

A tear glistened in Bobby's eye as he reached out his arms and carefully took Nova from Athena's embrace.

“I know Nova is our last child, and I don't want to miss any part of her growth. I want to cherish this opportunity to be a father again.”

He looked down at Nova, who was gazing at him with her clear eyes. In that moment, Bobby felt the entire world grow still, leaving only the three of them, only this pure love and happiness.

“Do you know, baby girl? The first thing daddy does every morning is want to see you. The last thing I do every night before sleeping is make sure you're safely asleep here.” Bobby spoke softly to Nova, his voice as gentle as a feather.

“Ah…ah” Nova seemed to understand his words, her little mouth opening slightly, emitting a soft gurgling sound. This sound made both Bobby and Athena smile involuntarily.

“She's responding to you. She knows her daddy loves her.” Athena said with a smile.

Bobby gently rocked Nova and began to pace slowly around the room. This was their nightly routine, Bobby would carry Nova around the room until she fell asleep.

“Do you remember the first time she smiled at us?”

"Of course. It was the morning of her third week. You were changing her diaper, and she suddenly smiled that pure, unreserved smile. "Athena said.

“I almost cried. I had never seen such a beautiful smile. In that moment, I felt like the luckiest person in the world.”

Nova wriggled gently in his arms, her little hands clutching his shirt. Bobby looked down at her and noticed she was staring intently at his face, as if memorizing every detail of him.

“She's studying you. She's learning every day, getting to know the world, getting to know us.”

“Sometimes I think she's smarter than we give her credit for. She knows when I'm in a bad mood, when I need her smile. She always manages to give me the greatest comfort at the right moment.”

Just then, Nova yawned, her little eyelids growing heavy. Her little hands were still tightly clutching Bobby's shirt, unwilling to let go even in her sleep.

“She's tired. It's almost time for bed.” Athena said softly, walking toward the crib to prepare Nova's sleeping spot.

Bobby watched as the little one in his arms breathed evenly and calmly. He knew he should put her in the crib, but he really didn't want to let go.

“Just a little longer.”

Athena nodded in understanding, walked over to Bobby, and gently rubbed Nova's little hand. The three of them quietly enjoyed the peace and warmth.

“Sometimes I'm afraid time is passing too quickly. Afraid that one day I'll wake up and find she no longer needs us.” Athena said.

"But that's part of growing up, isn't it? Our job is to love her, protect her, and then let her go when the time is right, so she can spread her wings." Bobby gently kissed Nova's forehead.

“Yes, but before that, we still have plenty of time to enjoy moments like this.”

Nova let out a contented sigh in Bobby's arms, her little body completely relaxed, comfortably nestled in her father's embrace.

“Alright, little princess, it's time for bed.” Bobby finally whispered softly, slowly walking toward the crib.

He placed Nova in the bed with extreme care, ensuring she was comfortable. Nova stirred restlessly after losing her father's warmth, but Bobby quickly placed the pacifier in her mouth, and she soon quieted down under his gentle pats. Bobby tucked the small blanket around her and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

“Goodnight, my little angel. Daddy loves you.”

Athena also leaned down to kiss Nova. “Mommy loves you too, sweetheart. Sweet dreams.”

Athena leaned against Bobby's shoulder, and the two stood quietly by the crib, watching Nova's sleeping face. In the dim light, she looked so perfect, so precious, so worthy of love.

Bobby kissed Athena's lips. “Tomorrow we'll go buy diapers in a new size.” Bobby's voice carried a hint of resignation, but more so acceptance.

Athena held his hand. “Okay. But tonight just enjoy she's still so small.”

They held hands, watched Nova sleeping for a while, then left the room. At the door, Bobby turned back once, his heart filled with love and gratitude.

Yes, Nova was growing up, but every stage of growth had its unique beauty. Bobby knew that no matter how big Nova grew, no matter where she went, she would always be their little treasure, always the fruit of their love.

On this quiet night, in this loving home, everything was perfect. Bobby and Athena loved each other, Nova slept safely in her little bed, and their family whole and happy.

That was enough.

That was everything.

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Athena sat at her desk, trying to focus on the report in her hands, but her body seemed to be against her. A headache pounded her temples like someone was hammering them, her body felt cold, and nose began to run.

She wiped her nose with a tissue, thinking it was probably just because she had gotten a little wet in the rain yesterday. It wasn’t a big deal, she is Athena, wouldn’t let a little cold get her down.

“Athena, you don't look well. Are you not feeling well?” Elaine walked over to her desk, furrowing her brow.

Athena looked up and forced a smile. “I'm just feeling a little under the weather. It's nothing serious.”

Elaine nodded. “Take care of yourself.” She then returned to her own office.

Athena felt a bit odd. Usually, if she looked unwell, Elaine would insist she go home to rest. But today, she had simply said “Take care of yourself” and left.

Soon after, Rick also approached, “Hey, Athena, are you okay? You look a bit pale.”

“I'm fine, Rick. Just a bit tired.”

Rick nodded. “Alright, let me know if you need anything.” Then he walked away as well.

Athena was even more confused. Rick was usually more concerned than Elaine. If he saw her feeling unwell, he would nag her endlessly and insist she go home to rest. But today, he had only briefly checked on before leaving.

As time passed, Athena felt increasingly unwell. Her headache worsened, her body began to shake, and her stuffy nose grew worse. She decided to go to the break room to make a cup of hot tea, hoping it would make her feel better.

On the way to the break room, her steps were unsteady, and she had to hold onto the wall to maintain her balance.

She really started to feel terrible, but she refused to admit it.

Just as she was about to enter the break room, she saw a familiar figure through the glass window. Bobby was standing outside, holding a pink donut box and talking to Rick.

Bobby handed the box to Rick, and the two exchanged a few words. Then Rick smiled, nodded, and patted Bobby on the shoulder. She immediately understood what was happening.

Bobby was bribing Rick again.

She couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Every time she had an issue, Bobby would send Rick donuts, asking him to notify him immediately if anything happened to her. This explained why Elaine and Rick hadn’t insisted on sending her home today, they already had a better solution.

They had Plan B—Bobby.

Athena walked into the break room and opened the cabinet to look for tea bags. Her hands were trembling slightly, the fever was starting to weaken her.

“Hey, baby.” A familiar, gentle voice came from behind her.

Athena turned around and saw Bobby standing at the break room door, his face adorned with a warm smile and deep concern.

“What are you doing here?” Athena asked, trying to make her voice sound normal, but her nasal tone and hoarseness gave her away.

Bobby walked toward her. “I know you're not feeling well, so I came to take you home.”

He studied her slightly flushed cheeks, his eyes filled with concern.

“Honey, you really don't look well. Your face is a bit pale, your eyes are swollen, and your voice...” Bobby reached out to touch her forehead.

Athena avoided his touch and took a step back. “I'm fine. Who told you I wasn't feeling well?”

Bobby gave her a slightly apologetic smile. “I have to protect my informant.”

Athena narrowed her eyes. “Is it Elaine, or the informant you bribed with donuts? Or both?”

“My love, does it matter? What matters is that you need to go home and rest. You have a fever, honey.”

“I'm not sick.” Athena insisted stubbornly, but her body was trembling, and she had to hold onto the cabinet to steady herself.

Bobby's eyes were filled with resignation. He knew his wife too well to think she'd ever admit she was sick. She was always so stubborn, so strong, but sometimes she needed someone to take care of her.

“Alright, if you're not sick, then why are you trembling? Why does your voice sound like you have a cold? Why do you need to hold onto the cabinet to stay upright?”

“I'm just a little cold.” Athena protested.

Bobby chuckled softly, then made a move Athena hadn't anticipated at all. He gently took her hand, and warmth instantly spread through her cold hand. He guided her to sit on the chair in the lounge. Then he knelt down on one knee in front of her, holding both her hands in his.

“Bobby, what are you doing?”

“I'm trying to get my beautiful wife to come home. Because I love her and care about her, I can't watch her torture herself like this.”

He looked up into her eyes. “Baby, you know how much I love you. Seeing you uncomfortable breaks my heart.”

Athena felt her defenses beginning to crumble. Bobby kneeling before her, the worry in his eyes, the tenderness in his voice that pure love made her almost unable to resist.

“I know you're strong, but you don't always have to be so strong, at least not in front of me.” He gently kissed the back of her hand. “Your hands are so cold, baby. You have a fever, you need to go home and rest.”

“I'm really fine...” Her voice grew softer.

Bobby reached out to touch her cheek. “Your face is burning hot, and you say you're fine? Athena, let me take care of you, okay? This isn't weakness, it's love.”

“Bobby...”

“Yes? Tell me what you need. Tell me you'll let me take you home.”

“I...I do feel a bit off.” She finally admitted.

“I know, sweetheart. I know you're not feeling well. Let me take you home now and let me take care of you.”

He stood up and helped her to her feet, one hand on her waist, the other holding her hand. “Take your time, no rush.”

Just then, Athena saw Elaine standing outside the lounge through the glass window, watching them with a concerned expression. When their eyes met, Elaine gave her a warm smile and a satisfied nod.

“I need to change clothes.”

“Of course, I'll wait here for you. If you need help, just call me.”

Athena walked toward the changing room, and Bobby's gaze followed her until she disappeared behind the door. His eyes were filled with concern, wishing he could share all her discomfort.

A few minutes later, Athena emerged in her casual clothes. She looked even paler, and her steps were unsteady. Bobby immediately walked toward her, extending his arm for her to lean on.

“How do you feel?”

“A little dizzy.”

Bobby pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against his chest. “It's okay, I'm here. I'll take care of you.”

As they were about to leave, Rick was sitting at his desk enjoying the donuts Bobby had brought. “I have to say, calling Bobby was way more effective than us trying to convince you to go home ourselves.” Rick said and chewing.

Athena gave him a sideways glance. “Do you know that accepting bribes is illegal?”

Rick nearly choked on donut. “This... this is just a donut!”

“You can use that as your defense in court.” Athena said coldly.

Bobby chuckled, wrapping an arm around Athena's waist. “Thanks for taking care of her, Rick.”

On the way to the parking lot, Bobby could clearly sense Athena's displeasure. She hated being sick, hated being taken care of, and hated him bribing her colleagues to monitor her.

“Are you mad at me?” his voice carried a hint of concern.

“A little. You shouldn't have bribed my colleagues.”

“I didn't bribe them, I just asked them to help take care of the person I love most. I was worried about you.”

They reached the car, and Bobby gently took her hand.

“Before we go home, I need to do one thing.”

“What is it?” Athena asked, but she already knew.

Bobby smiled and slowly moved closer to her. “I need to kiss my beautiful wife.”

“No, Bobby. As you said, I'm sick, and you shouldn't get too close to me, I might infect you.” Athena said, taking a step back.

Bobby had anticipated this reaction. He gently pressed her against the car door. “I don't care, whether you're sick or healthy, I both love.”

“Bobby...” Athena wanted to protest, but Bobby pinned her against the car door with his arms on either side.

He leaned down to kiss her lips, then began kissing her face wildly. Her forehead, temples, cheeks, nose, and chin.

“Bobby, stop!” Athena said with a smile.

“No, my wife is sick, and she needs a lot of love and kisses to heal.”

He kissed her left cheek, then her right cheek, then back to her left cheek. “This is the cure of love, very effective.” he whispered in her ear.

Athena couldn't help but laugh. “Bobby Nash, you fool!”

“I'm your fool, always your fool.” Bobby said, continuing to kiss her face.

Her laughter echoed through the parking lot. His kisses made her feel warm and loved. Even though she was sick, she felt incredibly happy.

“Alright, alright, I surrender. You won.”

Bobby stopped and gazed into her eyes. “What did I win?”

“You won my heart, even though you already had it.”

“Then I'm the luckiest man in the world.”

He gently kissed her forehead. “Now, let me take my beautiful wife home, let me take care of her, love her, until she's fully recovered.”

“You'll catch it from me.”

“If getting sick means being able to stay home with you and be taken care of, then I'm more than happy to get sick.”

Athena shook her head. “You're hopeless romantic.”

“Yes, I'm hopelessly in love with you.” Bobby said, opening the car door to help her get in.

Chapter Text

Los Angeles nights are always unpredictable, and tonight was no exception for Bobby. When he received the news that Athena had been injured on duty, his world seemed to come to a standstill.

The hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Bobby sat by the bedside, holding his wife's pale hand tightly as she lay there quietly. The surgery was successful, the doctor said there was no life-threatening danger, just time needed for recovery. Hen sat on the sofa, occasionally glancing at the bed, while Elaine and Rick discussed the case's follow-up quietly.

“She'll be okay, Bobby. Athena is stronger than we ever imagined.” Hen comforted him.

Bobby nodded, but his eyes never left Athena. He gently stroked her hand and prayed in his heart for her to wake up soon. Time seemed to pass particularly slowly until Athena's eyelids began to twitch and then slowly opened.

“Athena? Baby, are you awake?” Bobby immediately stood up, his voice filled with concern.

Athena blinked, still adjusting to the hospital room's lighting. Her gaze was a bit dazed, when she saw Bobby's face, she gave him a sweet smile.

“Bobby... my handsome husband...” Her voice was hoarse.

“I'm here. How do you feel?” Bobby asked gently, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Athena looked at him, her eyes still unfocused. The effects of the anesthesia had left her thoughts disoriented. She suddenly giggled.

“You know, Bobby? I really love you... I love you so so much...”

Bobby's face softened into a gentle smile. “I love you too, Athena.”

“No, no, no, you don't know how much I love you.” Athena shook her head, “Your eyes... so beautiful... and your lips... I love kissing your lips the most...”

Hen, Elaine, and Rick exchanged glances, all realizing the anesthetic hadn't fully worn off.

“And your body... Oh my god Bobby, your muscles, your pecs, your abs... I can't help but want to touch them...” Athena continued, completely unaware that there were others in the room.

Bobby tried to interrupt her, his cheeks beginning to flush. “Athena, baby, you need to rest.”

But Athena showed no signs of stopping, instead growing even more excited. Her hands weakly caressed Bobby's muscular arms. “And your performance in bed... Oh god, Bobby, do you know how amazing you are? Especially your... eight inches inside me felt so wonderful last night...”

“Athena!” Bobby flushed instantly, immediately covering her mouth with his hand. “Honey, you shouldn't talk right now. Let's wait until you've rested, okay?”

Rick's face turned pale instantly. “Oh gosh, this is disgusting! You're like my sister!” I... I need to get some fresh air!" He rushed out of the room, leaving Elaine's uncontrollable laughter behind.

Hen laughed as she pulled out her phone to start recording. “Karen will absolutely love this!”

Bobby tried to stop Athena from continuing, but she looked at him with tear-filled eyes. "Why baby? Don't you want me to tell everyone how much you love me? Don't you love me anymore?" Tears began to well up in her eyes.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Bobby's heart softened instantly. “No, Athena, of course I love you...” Bobby noticed that the nurses passing by the door had stopped in their tracks, clearly having heard the conversation.

Athena clung tightly to Bobby's hand, refusing to let go. “Then why won't you let me say it? I want to tell the whole world how much I love my husband... your kisses, your hugs, and the way you bring me to cum...”

“Baby, I know you love me, and I love you too. I just...” The nurses outside the door looked even more amused.

“Why won't you let me say it? Don't leave me, don't let go of me.”

“I won't leave you. I'll never leave you. I just think some things should keep between us.” Bobby gently kissed her forehead.

Athena nodded, still holding onto him tightly. “Then you have to stay with me forever.”

“Of course, I'll always be with you.”

During the following days of her hospitalization, Bobby clearly felt the nurses' gaze on him. Every time he walked by, he could hear whispers, and the nurses' eyes were filled with curiosity.

“Bobby, why are they all looking at you like that?” Athena finally fully regained consciousness and asked in confusion.

Bobby sat by her bedside, cleared his throat, and began to mimic her post-anesthesia state. “Bobby, do you know how amazing you are? Especially your eight inches...” Bobby said in a sweet voice.

“I never said that!” Athena's face turned as red as a tomato.

“The way you bring me to cum...” Bobby continued his imitation, even mimicking her dazed expression at the time.

“Bobby Nash!” Athena threw a pillow at him. “Did I really say those things?”

Bobby laughed and dodged the pillow. “There's more. Hen even recorded it.”

Just then, a young nurse entered the room, her name tag reading Sarah. Her gaze immediately locked onto Bobby.

“Ms. Nash, I need to check your wound,” Sarah said, but her eyes kept glancing at Bobby.

“Sure. Thank you, Sarah,” Athena replied, quickly noticing the nurse's true intentions.

Sarah began examining Athena's bandages while constantly chatting with Bobby. “Mr. Nash, you must be very worried about your wife. You look so strong, you must work out regularly, right?”

As she spoke, Sarah “accidentally” touched Bobby's arm and deliberately lingered for a few seconds. “Wow, your muscles are really toned.”

Athena narrowed her eyes, and thinking: Is she check on me or my husband?

“Ah… Bobby, my wound suddenly hurts.”

Bobby immediately stood up and walked over to her. “Does it hurt? Should we call the doctor to check it?”

“A kiss will make it better.” Athena puckered her lips.

Bobby gently kissed her forehead, then her lips. “Does it still hurt?”

“Hmm... still a little. Kiss me again.”

Nurse Sarah saw this and felt a bit awkward, so she hurriedly finished the checkup and left.

“Baby, are you jealous?” Bobby laughed.

“Who told you to be so charming? And my husband is only mine to touch.”

“Yes, ma'am. Only you can touch.” Bobby said with a smile.

The next day, another nurse came to check on her, and the same scene played out again. This time it was a nurse named Jessica, who was even bolder.

"Mr. Nash, your wife is so lucky to have such a considerate husband. You must take good care of her, right?" Jessica checked Athena's IV while chatting with Bobby in a voice so sweet it made Athena roll her eyes.

“That my job.” Bobby replied politely.

Jessica suddenly “lost her balance,” pretending to fall, and Bobby instinctively reached out to catch her. Jessica took the opportunity to lean into his arms and deliberately touched his chest muscles. " Thank you, you reacted so quickly, and your chest muscles are so firm."

Athena's eyebrows raised dangerously, and she immediately began her performance. “Bobby, my wound is starting to hurt again, and I'm feeling a bit dizzy...”

Bobby immediately let go of Jessica and walked over to Athena. “What's wrong?”

“I want a hug.” Athena stretched out her arms.

Bobby embraced her and whispered in her ear. “I know what you're doing.”

“Then why you're cooperating with me. And you do make me feel better.” Athena rubbed in him arm.

Seeing this heartwarming scene, Jessica could only leave reluctantly.

“Bobby.”

“Hmm?”

“You're mine. Don't forget it.”

“Yes, I'm yours. Forever.” Bobby said gently.

“Kiss me.” Athena said.

Just as their lips were about to touch, the ward door suddenly opened. Hen walked in, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Oh, sorry to interrupt your intimate moment. But I thought Athena might like these flowers." Hen grinned.

Athena took the bouquet. “Thank you, Hen. They're beautiful.”

“By the way.” Hen sat down, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Karen laughed all night after watching that video. She said she finally understands why Athena is always so happy.”

“Hen!” Bobby said.

“What? I'm just sharing the joy.” Hen said innocently.

Bobby buried his face in his hands. “I'll never be able to hold my head up in the hospital again.”

Athena patted his back. “Don't worry, dear. At least now the whole hospital knows how amazing my husband is.”

“That's not the point, baby,” Bobby protested.

“It's the point to me. I want the whole world to know how much I love you,” Athena said sweetly.

Bobby looked into her eyes filled with love, and his embarrassment vanished instantly. He took her hand. “I love you too, Athena. More than you can imagine.”

“Then will you kiss me again?” Athena asked, batting her eyes.

“Of course.” Bobby kissed her without hesitation.

Hen rolled her eyes from the side, “Oh gosh, please, I'm still here!”

That night, Athena lay on his strong chest, listening to his heartbeat, while Bobby gently stroked her back.

“Babe?” Athena said.

“Hmm?”

“Once I'm fully recovered, I'll tell you in detail how amazing those eight inches felt.”

Bobby's face flushed, his eyes filled with love and anticipation. “I'll wait, my love.”

Bobby held her tighter and kissed her deeply.

Chapter Text

Hen's home was bathed in warm light as the birthday party was in full swing. Friends' laughter and chatter filled the air, Bobby's attention was completely captivated by Athena.

Athena was chatting with May Harry, dressed in a short-sleeved red blouse and black skinny jeans. Though ordinary clothes, they looked so elegant on her. Her beauty that Bobby's heart skip a beat.

Six years. They'd been married for six years, yet her effect on him hadn't diminished one bit. If anything, their love had grown deeper, more precious.

Bobby leaned against the kitchen doorway, a glass of soda in hand, his eyes never leaving Athena. She was sharing some amusing story, her gestures animated, her expressions vivid.

Chimney appeared beside him, following his gaze. “Oh god Bobby, you look like a teenager head over heels in love.”

Bobby jumped at the sudden voice, nearly spilling his soda. “What?”

“Don't play dumb. You've been staring at Athena since the party started. I bet you didn't even hear what Hen just said.” Chimney grinned.

Bobby's face flushed slightly, but he didn't deny it. “She's beautiful.”

“I know that, you've said it a million times. But the question is, are you just gonna keep watching from afar or are you gonna go do something about it?” Chimney slapped him on the shoulder.

Bobby looked at Chimney, then back at Athena. She seemed to sense his gaze and turned her head. Their eyes met across the crowd, and for that instant, the world seemed to freeze. A faint blush spread across Athena's cheeks, and a sweet smile touched her lips.

That reaction made Bobby's heart nearly leap out of his chest. Six years later, she still blushed at his gaze, still gave him that smile only for him.

“You're right.” Bobby took a deep breath and handed the soda to Chimney.

He pushed through the crowd toward Athena. As Bobby approached, May spotted him.

“Hey Bobby, check out my new camera!” May exclaimed with a grin.

“It looks great.” Bobby replied, though his eyes never left Athena. Bathed in the lights, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Bobby extended his hand toward Athena with the grace of a true gentleman. “Beautiful lady, would you dance with me?”

Athena looked at his outstretched hand, surprise flickering in her eyes. “I'd be delighted.”

Bobby gently took her hand and then bent down to kiss the back of it.

Bobby turned to May and Harry, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Sorry kids, I need to borrow your mom for a bit.”

Harry rolled his eyes but smiled. “Fine, but don't be too long.”

Bobby led Athena by the hand to a quieter corner of the courtyard. The background music shifted to a slow, romantic ballad, as if composed just for them.

Athena naturally wrapped her arms around Bobby's neck, and he gently held her waist. They began swaying slowly, moving to the rhythm of the music.

In that moment, it felt like the world had shrunk to just the two of them. The party's clamor faded into distant background noise, the lights softened, and even the air seemed to grow sweeter.

Bobby gazed into Athena's eyes, his reflection mirrored in her beautiful deep brown eye. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, just as it had the first time he'd seen her.

Words felt too shallow. He couldn't express how much he loved her.

So he leaned down and kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, finally her lips.

Athena smiled sweetly. “Bobby, what are you doing at the party?”

“Loving my wife.” He kissed her again.

Athena looked into his eyes, feeling her breath catch. Those honey colored eyes held the purest love, that tenderness so profound it nearly stopped her heart.

“Baby... even looking at you like this still makes me miss you.” Bobby's thumb traced her lips before he kissed her deeply. “Kissing you like this makes me want to keep kissing you forever.”

His voice was low and magnetic, each word feathering against her heart. Athena felt her legs grow weak, if Bobby hadn't held her, she might have stumbled.

Bobby lowered his head, their foreheads touching. Their breath mingled, warm and intimate.

“I wish I could tell you how much I love you.” Bobby closed his eyes, his voice trembling slightly. Six years of marriage, seven years of love, countless days and nights, yet he still felt words couldn't capture the depth of his feelings.

Athena reached up to caress his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin. “Baby, you already do. Every day, every glance, every embrace, every kiss you tell me.”

Bobby opened his eyes, meeting her tender eyes.

“Like tonight.”

“What?”

“The way you look at me as if I were the only woman in the world.” Her voice softened.

“Because to me, you are. You're my one and only.”

They swayed slowly together, immersed in their mutual affection. Athena rested her head against Bobby's chest, listening to his steady, strong heartbeat. This calming sound had accompanied her for seven years, always bringing her a sense of security and warmth.

“Do you remember our first dance after we got married?”

“Of course I do. You wore that white dress, beautiful as an angel.” Bobby smiled.

“Your hands were shaking with nerves back then.”

“I'm shaking now too. Every time we're this close, I get nervous. I still can't believe you're mine.”

Athena stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin lightly. “I'm yours. Forever.”

Not far away, May quietly raised her new camera, capturing this beautiful moment. Watching her mother and stepfather dance together under the moonlight, her heart filled with warmth. She knew her mother had found true love.

Harry noticed the scene too. “They truly love each other, don't they?”

May nodded. “Yes, and their love will only grow deeper.”

The music faded, but Bobby and Athena remained embraced, reluctant to part.

“Thank you” Athena murmured softly.

“Thank me for what?”

“For making me feel loved every single day.”

He kissed her temple gently. “Thank you for making me a better person. Thank you for giving me a home.”

They embraced silently for a while longer, savoring the quiet warmth.

“We should go back. It's Hen's birthday party.” Athena finally said.

“Just one more minute. One more minute.”

Athena smiled. “Alright, one more minute.”

But one minute stretched into five, then ten. They stayed embraced, exchanging occasional light kisses and sweet whispers.

Finally, Chimney's voice broke the stillness. “Alright lovebirds, time to come back! Hen about to cut the cake!”

Bobby and Athena smiled at each other, hold each other hand and walked back into the party crowd. Even amidst the bustling scene, their hands never parted, and their eyes met frequently.

As Hen cut the cake, Bobby stood behind Athena, his arms wrapped around her waist, she resting against his chest.

“Make a wish!” Everyone chanted in unison.

Hen closed her eyes, made a wish, and blew out the candles on the cake. In the instant the flames vanished, Bobby whispered softly into Athena's ear. “My wish has already come true.”

“Hmm?” Athena turned to ask him.

“To love you forever, to watch you, hold you, and kiss you every day like tonight.”

Athena's heart melted once more. She turned, cupping his face in her hands. “Bobby Nash, you really are a hopeless romantic.”

“Only to you.” He kissed her lips.

Chapter Text

Athena stood before the hair care section, holding a bottle of Bobby's usual shampoo, a mischievous smile curling at the corners of her mouth. Since marrying Bobby, she'd discovered she occasionally harbored playful thoughts under his influence. Today was one such day.

Bobby was always so meticulous, even washing his hair felt like he was carrying out some important mission. A mischievous thought flashed through her mind. What if she secretly added extra shampoo to his hair while he was washing it?

Athena couldn't help but chuckle softly, imagining his usually composed expression clouded with confusion as he was engulfed by the foam.

“That's such a naughty thought.” she murmured to herself, yet without hesitation placed the shampoo in her shopping basket.

“You home, Honey. How was work?” Bobby approached, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Fine, just a bit tired. Oh, I bought your shampoo.”

Bobby took the shopping bag, his eyes brimming with gratitude. “Thank you. You always remember these little things.”

After dinner, they curled up on the couch chatting. Athena nestled into Bobby's embrace, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. She appeared calm, but inside, her little devil was stirring.

“I'm going to take a shower.” Athena turned to look at Bobby, a teasing glint in her eyes. “Want to join me?”

A spark ignited in Bobby's eyes, his Adam's apple rolling slightly. “My pleasure.”

Athena stood up, deliberately unbuttoning her shirt slowly. Each time she undid a button, she glanced at Bobby, savoring the desire growing in his eyes. Then she flung the shirt toward his face.

“I'll be waiting in the bathroom, captain Nash.” Her voice carried a seductive magnetism.

Bobby drew a deep breath of her scent, love and desire intertwined. He sprang to his feet, following Athena toward the bathroom as his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

Inside the bathroom, warm water cascaded from the showerhead, filling the air with steam. They embraced beneath the warm flow, Bobby's passionate kiss landing on Athena's lips.

“I love you, baby.” His voice was low and magnetic.

“I love you too,” Athena replied, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Only the sound of water and their heartbeats echoed in the bathroom. Bobby pulled her closer to his desire. Athena felt his heat, a surge of excitement rising within her.

Their kiss deepened, their breaths mingling. Bobby gently pressed Athena against the tiled wall and his eyes darkening.

“Are you sure?” he asked, even in this moment mindful of her feelings.

Athena guided his hand to her wetness as her answer.

The time that followed was so beautiful and intimate for them. Bobby was so tender and considerate, every gesture telling her how deeply he loved her. The water washed over their bodies, but it couldn't extinguish the fire burning within them.

When all was calm again, Athena nestled into Bobby's embrace, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat. Her body felt exhausted, muscles aching, especially her lower back and thighs. The passion had left her utterly spent.

“How do you feel?” Bobby brushed her hair aside to see her face clearly, noticing the slight weariness in her expression.

“Good...just...a little tired. My muscles are sore.”

Bobby immediately tensed. “Where does it hurt? Was I too rough?”

Athena shook her head, her cheeks flushing slightly. “No, it's just...you know, we got a little too caught up in the moment.”

“I'm sorry. I should have been gentler.”

“Don't apologize. I love your passion.” Athena stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips lightly.

She was tempted to abandon her prank plans. After their intimacy, she just wanted to savor Bobby's tender care. The muscle soreness made her crave his care more than any prank. But seeing the shampoo within arm's reach, the little devil inside her couldn't resist stirring.

“Let me take care of you, my love.” He kissed the knuckles of her hand.

He picked up the shower gel and began washing Athena's body. His movements were incredibly gentle, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world. Starting from her shoulders, Bobby's hands slowly massaged her slightly tired muscles.

“Does it hurt here?” His fingers pressed lightly against her shoulder blades, feeling the tension there.

“A little.” Athena closed her eyes, savoring his care. His thumb pressed gently along her shoulder blades, feeling her tense muscles slowly relax under his touch.

“Is that better?”

“Mmm..your hands are magical.” Athena sighed contentedly.

Bobby smiled softly and continued massaging her. His hands moved to her waist, which ached slightly from her earlier posture. He massaged the tight muscles with his fingertips.

“How about here?” His hands lightly stroked her sides.

“That spot is especially sore.”

Bobby immediately intensified the massage there. Athena felt a wave of warmth wash over her as fatigue and soreness gradually faded.

“You're always so good at taking care of people.”

“I want you to always feel comfortable and loved.” Bobby left a soft kiss on the side of her neck.

He continued washing every inch of her body. Kneeling to wash her legs, he noticed the particular tightness in her thigh muscles and gently massaged the sore spots.

“Your leg muscles are really tight. We did go a bit too hard earlier.” he remarked as he massaged. He always cared for her so attentively, noticing every discomfort in her body.

After Bobby finished washing her, he pulled her into his arms, stroking her back, kissing her shoulder, collarbone, and finally her lips. “How do you feel now?”

“Much better, thank you. Now it's my turn. Let me wash your hair.” Athena's voice carried a hint of mischief, though Bobby didn't catch it.

Her fingers massaged his scalp, sending waves of relaxation through him. “You have a good touch.” Bobby murmured contentedly.

“Really?” Athena replied, secretly unscrewing the cap of the shampoo bottle.

She washed Bobby's hair normally, lulling him completely into a state of relaxation. Then, while his eyes were closed in enjoyment, she secretly squeezed a small extra dollop of shampoo onto his head.

Bobby continued to enjoy the moment, not immediately noticing anything unusual. But as Athena massaged, the foam began to increase.

“Huh? Feels like there's more lather than usual?” Bobby frowned, kept his eyes shut.

“Really? I don't think so.” Athena forced her voice to sound natural while secretly adding a bit more shampoo.

Soon, he noticed the foam were multiplying, seemingly impossible to rinse out completely. It started to annoy him.

“Honey, is something wrong with this shampoo? It feels like I've been washing forever and it still isn't clean.”

“Maybe you just need to wash a little longer.” Athena feigned innocence. She didn't stop her mischief and secretly added more shampoo. This time she added quite a bit, and the foam instantly doubled.

Bobby finally couldn't take it anymore. “This isn't feel right. I do it myself. This shampoo is really weird.”

He started washing his hair on his own. But no matter how much he rinsed, the foam didn't decrease, it only kept growing .

Athena struggled to stifle her laughter nearby. Every time Bobby bent down to rinse, she'd sneakily add a bit more shampoo. Her actions grew bolder, and she even began to relish the process of this prank.

“What the heck is going on?” Bobby paused, picking up the shampoo bottle to scrutinize the label. “Baby, are you sure you didn't buy the wrong brand? Why is this shampoo foaming so much?”

His head was now completely covered in foam, like he was wearing a white hat, looking both adorable and comical. Athena fought to stifle her laughter, pretending to examine the bottle seriously. “Hmm...maybe the manufacturer changed the formula. A lot of shampoos are more concentrated these days, so they lather better.”

“Concentrated?” Bobby eyed the bottle skeptically. “But this is ridiculous. It's like washing a car.”

He started washing his hair again, trying to rinse off the excess foam. While he wasn't looking, Athena squeezed another generous dollop of shampoo onto his head.

This time, she added too much, and the shampoo dripped directly onto Bobby's hand. Bobby immediately felt that familiar sticky sensation. He paused, lifted his hand to examine the shampoo on his hand, then turned his head.

Despite his face being covered in foam, Bobby peered at Athena with half-open eyes. He saw her struggling to stifle a laugh, a mischievous glint in her eyes, still holding the shampoo bottle.

To Athena, Bobby looked exceptionally adorable at that moment. His hair was thickly coated in foam, foam sliding down his cheeks, and a foam clung to the tip of his nose. His eyes were only half-open due to the foam, making him resemble a confused puppy.

“Athena Nash, did you sneak shampoo onto my head?”

“What?” Athena immediately feigned innocence, quickly hiding the shampoo bottle behind her back. “Why would I do something so childish?” Bobby slowly turned to face her fully, the foam on his head swaying slightly with his movement, making him look even more comical.

“It really wasn't you? Then can you explain why there's shampoo on the back of my hand?” He took a step closer to Athena.

“I don't know, maybe...maybe it dripped from your hair? Or water splashed onto?” Athena began backing away, but the bathroom was cramped, and she soon hit the wall.

“Splashed?” Bobby braced his hands against the wall on either side of her, trapping her between himself and the wall. “Sticky splashes?”

Athena could clearly see more foam slowly sliding down from his head, hanging from the tip of his nose.

“You...you have foam sliding down on your nose.” Athena pointed at his nose.

Bobby ignored the foam, continuing to stare at her. “Don't change the subject. Admit it, you're the one messing around, right?”

She stubbornly shook her head. “I really didn't.”

“You didn't? Then what's this?”

He reached behind her and pulled out the bottle of shampoo, its cap still open. “Why is the cap open? Why were you hiding it behind you?”

“Well...that's because...because I forgot to put the cap back on after I used it.”

“Forgot to close it? Then why did you hide it?” Bobby raised an eyebrow.

“I wasn't hiding it. I was just...just holding it.” Athena's voice grew quieter.

Bobby set the shampoo aside and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Is that so? Then I'll just have to make you admit it my special way.”

“What special way?” A bad feeling already settled in her heart.

Bobby didn't answer. Instead, he suddenly moved his hands to her waist, beginning to trace patterns over her most sensitive spots. He knew her body too well, knew exactly where she was most ticklish.

“Robert! Don't you dare!” Athena instantly realized his intent and tried to escape, but it was too late.

Bobby's fingers deftly glided across her waist, locating the spot where she was utterly defenseless.

“Ha ha ha...Bobby...stop...ha ha ha...” Athena burst into laughter, her body writhing uncontrollably as she struggled to break free.

“Admit it? Just say it, and I'll stop.”

“No...ha ha ha...I didn't...ha ha ha...really didn't...ha ha ha...” Athena laughed while trying to push him away, but Bobby was much stronger than her. Plus, he tickled her so badly she couldn't muster any strength.

“Looks like I'll have to step it up.” Bobby said with feigned seriousness, then began tickling her armpits.

Athena finally couldn't take it anymore, tears streaming down her face from laughter. "Ahahahaha... Bobby...I surrender...hahaha... I admit it...hahaha...it was me...ahahaha...I was added shampoo on your hair...ha ha ha...please stop...ha ha ha..."

Bobby immediately stopped, watching the panting Athena with satisfaction.

“There you go. Why didn't you admit it sooner?” He planted a light kiss on her nose, leaving foam on her face.

Athena gasped. “You jerk! Using such dirty tricks to get a confession.”

“Dirty tricks? I call it marital fun. Besides, who started the pranks?” Bobby chuckled.

“You think you're the only one who knows how to tickle?”

With that, she caught Bobby off guard, suddenly reaching out to tickle his sides.

Bobby burst into laughter, that deep, boyish laugh from his core. “What? Athena! That's not fair!”

“Admit you actually enjoy my pranks.” Athena tickling him relentlessly.

"I don't...ha ha ha... I won't...ha ha ha..." Bobby tried to grab her hands, but Athena was nimble, always evading his grasp.

“You won't admit it? Then I won't hold back!” Athena increased her intensity.

Her fingers danced between Bobby's waist and stomach, making him laugh so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Ha ha ha...thena...stop...ha ha ha...alright...ah ha ha...admit it…I like your pranks...ha ha ha...but please stop...ha ha ha..." Bobby finally surrendered.

“That's more like it.” Athena stopped with satisfaction. Bobby leaned breathlessly against her shoulder.

Bobby looked even more adorable now, foam sliding down his cheeks from their earlier movements, his face flushed from laughing so hard, tears still glistening in his eyes.

“You look really cute right now.” Athena gently wiped the foam from his nose.

“Cute? I'm a captain. I shouldn't be described as cute.”

“But you are adorable. Especially covered in foam like a giant cotton candy, I want to take a big bite out of you.” Athena said with a smile.

Bobby shook his head. “You always finding ways to tease me.”

“It's called adding spice to life. Besides, didn't you admit you enjoyed it just now?” Athena wrapped her arms around his neck, avoiding the foam to kiss his chin.

“I love your playful side. It shows me a different part of you. Even when you've got me covered in foam, I feel happy.”

“Really?”

"Really. Because it means you're completely relaxed around me, willing to show your truest self. It makes me feel trusted and loved. Plus, the way you struggle to hold back your laughter is adorable too. Next time you want to prank me, remember to pick a method I won't notice right away."

“Are you encouraging me?”

“Maybe. After all, life needs a little surprise, doesn't it?” Bobby kissed her lips.

“So what now?” Athena looked at the foam still dripping from his head.

“I'm going to wash it out. But this time, you have to promise not to add shampoo again.”

“Fine, I promise. But you promise not to tickle me anymore.”

“Deal.” Bobby held out his hand.

Athena took it, then grinned mischievously. “But I never said I couldn't prank you in other ways.”

“What?” Before Bobby could react, Athena suddenly tapped his nose with her finger, leaving a tiny bubble behind.

“Ha! Gotcha again,” Athena chuckled triumphantly.

Bobby immediately tapped a bubble onto her nose. “Now we're even.”

Both burst into laughter at the sight of the foam on each other's noses.

“Next time, I'll prepare a surprise for you too.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“Can't tell you that. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a surprise.” Bobby chuckled mysteriously.

Athena pouted. “That's not fair. You always figure out my pranks.”

“That's because your acting needs work. Next time, remember not to laugh so obviously and adorably.”

“Fine, I'll try harder. But seriously, seeing you covered in foam was hilarious.”

“Oh? Then next time, I'll make sure you experience being covered in foam too.” Bobby raised an eyebrow.

“You dare!”

Chapter Text

After dinner, Bobby sighed deeply over the spread of reports before him. He really didn't want to sit at the table dealing with this tedious paperwork, he just wanted to snuggle up with his wife, feeling her warmth and the weight of her in his arms.

“Not done yet, baby?” Athena approached him and gently stroked his hair.

“Not so fast, I'm only halfway through.” Bobby pulled her close, rubbing his cheek against her belly.

“Need some encouragement?” She brushed his lips.

“What kind?” His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Athena sat astride his lap facing him, her hands resting on his shoulders, her warm breath tickling his face. Bobby's arms naturally wrapped around her waist.

Her soft lips gently pressed against his, kissing him tenderly, then her hand pressed against the back of his neck deepening the kiss. Her tongue deftly pried open his lips, passionately exploring every inch of his mouth. Her tongue was warm and soft, sometimes gently sucking his lower lip, other times wrapping tightly around his tongue, and creating soft wet sounds.

He could feel his heartbeat quickening. Athena's hand slid down his muscular chest, finding his awakening through his jeans. She pressed and kneaded expertly, feeling it grow steadily harder. Bobby couldn't suppress a low moan. “Babe.”

Athena's kisses grew fiercer, nearly robbing Bobby of breath.

Bobby couldn't hold back any longer. He lifted her up in his arms. Athena gasped softly, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Bobby gently set her down on the table before eagerly pressing his lips back to hers.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling. The room was filled only with the sound of their tongues entwining and their ragged gasps.

Soon, their clothes littered the floor.

Burning desire blazed in Bobby's eyes as he leaned closer to Athena, his nose nearly brushing her flushed cheek. “Baby... I need you.” His long fingers slowly traced the delicate skin along the inside of her thigh, each touch sending a subtle shiver through Athena.

His fingertips brushed against the damp lace fabric. “God, you're already so wet...” He deliberately teased her most sensitive spot through her panties with his finger, feeling the heat and moisture beneath the fabric.

Athena let out a sweet moan. “Because of you, baby...fuck me...”

“Not before I taste you.” He gently bit the edge of her panties, slowly pulling them down. The soaked fabric parted from her skin. Her pussy glistened in the light.

When Bobby finally saw her fully exposed private area, he let out an admiring sigh. “So perfect... so juicy... made for me.” He extended his tongue, slowly tracing the folds. Athena immediately arched her back as if electrocuted. “Bobby!” she cried out, her fingers digging deep into his hair.

Bobby lifted his head with a wicked grin. “Like that?” Without waiting for her answer, he lowered his head again, responding to her desire with even more fervent licks. Athena's moans grew louder and louder, her legs unconsciously clamping tighter around his shoulders. “I'm... I'm going to...” she gasped, her words breaking off.

But just as she neared the peak, Bobby stopped. Athena let out a frustrated whimper. “Not yet, baby...” Bobby kissed her lips soothingly while slowly rubbing his hard cock against her wet entrance. “Want me?” He asked deliberately, pushing the glans in just a little and then withdrawing.

“Please... Bobby... give it to me... I need you,” Athena begged, arching her hips and urgently caressing his firm back muscles. Bobby finally granted her request, thrusting fully into her tightness. Both of them sighed in satisfaction.

“That's it, baby... god so tight...” Bobby panted in praise, cupping her full breast in his left hand and kneading it.

Athena's moans grew louder with each deep thrust, she leaving red marks on his back. “Deeper...deeper...” she sobbed.

Bobby adjusted his angle, each thrust grinding precisely against her most sensitive spot. Athena's pupils dilated, her breath becoming ragged and irregular. “Fuck... I'm... I'm going to...” Her voice broke as her inner walls began contracting rhythmically.

“Together, baby...” Bobby quickened his pace, leaning down to capture her lips. In the fierce tangling of tongues, they climaxed simultaneously. Athena's inner walls spasmed violently, clenching tightly around Bobby. He let out a low growl, pouring the scalding liquid into the deepest part of her body

In the afterglow, Bobby tenderly kissed Athena's sweat-dampened forehead, holding her close. “Oh gosh, you're incredible... so beautiful,” he murmured softly, fingers gently smoothing her tousled hair.

“Hmm...” Athena sighed contentedly.

Bobby withdrew from her and knelt before her on one knee. Before she could fully recover from their passion, he extended his tongue, slowly and deliberately licking Athena's thoroughly wet area. Each stroke carried clear intent, his tongue precisely tracing every inch of her sensitive skin.

“Ah... Bobby, wait...” Athena's hands unconsciously gripped the table edge, knuckles turning white from the pressure, her nails nearly digging into the wooden surface. Her legs tried to close, but Bobby's strong hands held them apart, his palms firmly pressed against the insides of her thighs, his fingertips sinking deep into the soft flesh.

Bobby lifted his head, the corners of his mouth still glistening with moisture under the light. “Don't move, honey.” His voice was low and husky. He sucked hard on the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Athena could feel him leaving marks there.

Two fingers plunged inside without mercy, curving to find that sensitive spot while his thumb pressed against the small nub above. His movements alternated between gentle and forceful, adjusting the rhythm to her reactions.

“Too fast... wait... Bobby" Athena tried to push Bobby's head away, fingers tangling in his hair and tugging, but her protests quickly dissolved into broken moans. Bobby ignored her, instead accelerating the thrusting of his fingers, the sticky wet sounds echoing with each stroke, while lick harder with his tongue, and vibrate the most sensitive part quickly with the tip of his tongue. “Wait... really wait... no, it not feels right...”

Suddenly, Athena's body convulsed violently, her back arching, toes curling. “Wait Bobby... stop... I'm going to... Ah!” With a shriek, a torrent of fluid erupted, splashing directly onto Bobby's face, coating his lashes and the tip of his nose with droplets. The paper on the table bore distinct wet stains, the ink spreading.

Bobby slowly stood up, his knees creaking softly. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, then kissed the still-twitching Athena, trying to bring her back to Earth. She lay limp on the table, her chest heaving violently. It took her a long while to finally find her voice. “I'm sorry... I... I couldn't control it...”

Bobby grinned mischievously, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. “Don't apologize, my love. It just means I did a good job, doesn't it?” He kissed Athena's flushed cheek lightly.

Athena reached out for Bobby to pull her up. She glanced at the soaked report, then at his smug expression. She playfully punched his chest. “This is all your fault.”

Bobby caught her hand and kissed it to his lips. “Yes, all my fault.” He gently kissed her neck, careful not to leave a mark. The hard bulge pressed against her stomach, and the familiar desire flared up again.

“Babe.”

“Hmm?”

“Take me to bed.”

Without hesitation, Bobby scooped her up. The paperwork was already forgotten.

Chimney knocked on Bobby's office door, coffee in hand. “Hey, Cap. What's with hiding in your office?” He spotted the report on the desk. “Still working on that? I thought you took it home yesterday?”

Bobby's pen paused. “Yeah...uh...ran into a little hiccup.”

“What kind of hiccup? Lost the report? Computer crashed?” Chimney sat down in the chair opposite him, curiosity piqued.

“No...it's just...” Bobby stammered, unsure how to explain.

Chimney narrowed his eyes, studying Bobby's expression. That look of awkward sweetness, that look of wanting to hide it yet also wanting to share it.

“Wait...this is about Athena, is it?”

Bobby's face flushed instantly. He lowered his head, pretending to focus on filling out the form, but his slightly trembling hands gave him away.

“I knew it. But why?”

“The report got wet. I have to rewrite it.” Bobby's voice was barely audible.

“Did she spill water?”

“Yes and no.” Bobby recalled last night's passion, his face reddening further.

Chimney froze for a second before grasping the implication. His expression shifted from curiosity to shock, then to exaggerated disgust.

“Oh my god! I don't need the details that's gross!” Chimney covered his ears and screamed dramatically.

“I didn't say the details.”

“I don't need to hear them, I can picture it! At the dining table? Seriously? Where you eat?” Chimney stood up, grabbed his coffee cup, and made a move to flee.

“Chimney...”

“I never eat at your place again! Every time I see that table, I'll think of...ugh!”

“Cap, can you take a look...” Hen walked in, catching Bobby's awkward expression and Chimney's disgusted look.

“What's going on?” Hen asked, confused.

“Don't ask! You don't want to know.”

“Cap?” Hen looked at Bobby.

Bobby lifted his head, the flush still lingering on his cheeks. “Nothing. Just need to rewrite the report.”

“Why?”

Chimney gestured dramatically beside her, trying to cut off the topic. But Hen clearly ignored his hint.

“The report... got wet.”

Hen frowned, still not understanding why this would make Chimney so agitated.

“It's because of Athena.” Chimney prompted her.

Hen glanced at Bobby's flushed face, then at Chimney's exaggerated expression, and suddenly understood. Her eyes widened in disbelief that Bobby would share such an intimate detail publicly.

“Ohhhh…” She drew out her words.

“Now you see why I screamed?” Chimney pointed at her.

“We're all adults. Can we not discuss this? I just need to rewrite the report.” Bobby sighed helplessly.

“Of course, of course. We absolutely won't discuss you and Athena...” Hen struggled to stifle her laughter.

“Hen!” Bobby warned.

“I didn't say anything.” Hen raised her hands.

Just then, Eddie walked in. “What's everyone talking about?”

“Nothing.” Bobby, Chimney, and Hen said in unison.

“Really nothing? Then why is Cap's face so red?”

“Because...” Chimney started to say, but Hen quickly covered his mouth.

“Because the office is too hot. Right, Cap?” Hen blurted out.

Bobby shot her a grateful look. “Yeah, way too hot.”

Eddie glanced at the running air condition, then at they awkward expressions, and decided not to press further. Some things were better left unknown.

“Alright, I'm off to check the equipment.” Eddie shrugged and turned to leave.

Only after Eddie had walked away, Chimney pull free from Hen's grasp.

“You two are so sickeningly sweet, it's disgusting! I never eating at your place again!” Chimney said.

“We'll miss you.” Bobby said dryly, though the corners of his mouth twitched upward.

“Don't try to fool me with that look, I know exactly what you're thinking!”

“I'm thinking about how to fill out these reports.” Bobby said, holding up his pen.

“Are you sure? Not thinking about what you'll do when you get home tonight?” Hen teased.

“I...I need to focus on work.”

Chimney waved her hand dismissively. “Fine, fine, we'll let you focus. Bobby, remember to protect your reports next time.”

Chimney and Hen laughed as they left the office, leaving Bobby alone with the pile of reports needing to be redone.

Hen pulled out her phone with a mischievous grin.

Hen: You're so uncool.

Athena: ???

Hen: Why didn't you help Bobby write the reports? 😏

Athena: Why would I do that?

Hen: 📄💦💦

Athena: Oh gosh….he told you?!

Hen: Didn't need to. His expression said it all.

Athena: This time he shared way too much…

Hen: But girl, at the dinner table?!

Athena: What can I say? He has a good tongue👅

Hen: Grosssss!!!!!

Athena: You asked!

Chapter Text

Bobby stood at the grill, expertly flipping steaks and sausages as the air filled with the enticing aroma of barbecue. This was one of his favorite times, gathering with 118 and their families to enjoy a rare day off.

“Bobby, these steaks look amazing. Christopher can't wait to eat it.” Eddie approached, a bottle of beer in hand.

“Just five more minutes.” Bobby replied with a smile, his gaze drifting unconsciously toward the house. Usually at this moment, Athena would be right beside him, chatting with everyone while secretly sampling his grilled creations. But today, she seemed unusually quiet.

The yard was filled with laughter and cheer. Buck was playing frisbee with Christopher, Maddie and Karen were chatting, and Hen was helping prepare the salad. It should have been the perfect gathering, but Bobby couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing.

“Bobby, where's mom?” May approached Bobby, carrying a plate of sliced fruit.

Bobby scanned the area but didn't see Athena anywhere. “She's probably resting. You know pregnancy makes her tire easily.”

But deep down Bobby felt uneasy. Even though she was pregnant, Athena wasn't the type to miss a gathering. Besides, she'd been excitedly preparing snacks this morning, looking forward to everyone arriving.

“Hen, could you cover the grill for a moment? I go look for Athena.”

Hen immediately stepped forward to take the tongs. “Sure. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I'm just going to check on her.”

Bobby slipped off his apron and hurried inside. Athena was nowhere to be found in the living room or kitchen. His heartbeat quickened inexplicably, a vague sense of unease rising within him.

“Athena?” He called softly.

No response.

Bobby headed toward their bedroom, each step deepening his worry. The door stood ajar. He pushed it open gently, and the sight that met him made his heart clench instantly.

Athena was curled up on the bed, clutching his pillow tightly. Her body trembled slightly, hair scattered across her cheeks, obscuring her face.

He hurried to the bedside. “Baby? Are you okay? Feeling sick?” He asked anxiously.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently brushed the hair from her cheek. When he saw her face clearly, his heart nearly stopped. She was crying, tears silently falling onto the pillow.

“Oh, honey...” Bobby immediately pulled her into his arms, letting her rest against his chest. He rubbed her back and placed gentle kisses on the top of her head. “It's okay, I'm here. Tell me what happened.”

She clung tightly to Bobby's shirt, as if he were her only anchor in the storm. Bobby planted comforting kisses on her forehead and cheeks.

“Shh...It's okay, baby. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.”

Gradually, Athena's sobs subsided. She took a deep breath and lifted her head to look at him, her eyes red but no longer wet with tears.

Bobby gently wiped the tear from her cheek with his thumb. “Now tell me, what happened to make my girl so sad?”

Athena opened her mouth to speak, but began to choke up again. “Puff...” She managed the word, and tears welled up once more.

“Puff?” Bobby was puzzled. “It's okay, baby. Take your time. No one's rushing you.”

Athena struggled to control her emotions, taking several deep breaths. “That puff you waited in line so long for this morning, the one from the French patisserie...”

Bobby nodded. He remembered clearly, this morning he'd driven downtown to Athena's favorite French patisserie, waiting nearly two hours in line just to get her favorite caramel cream puff. She'd been craving this dessert lately.

"Buck...Buck ate it. I was going to save it for after the party, but when I went to the fridge to get it, it was gone. May said she saw Buck take something to eat..."

At this point, Athena began crying again. Bobby understood it was the pregnancy hormones acting up. He'd seen this happen too many times, she breaking down over little things she normally wouldn't care about.

“Oh, honey...” Bobby kissed her forehead gently. “It's okay. You know what? I actually bought two.”

Athena lifted her head to look at him. “Really?”

“Really. I know how much you love those cream puffs from that shop, so I bought two just in case. I'll go get them for you.” Bobby smiled tenderly.

But as he started to rise, Athena clutched his shirt tightly. “Don't go...”

He sat back down, pulling her closer into his embrace. “Okay, I won't go.” He pressed a kiss to her lips before texting May to come over.

Soon, May's footsteps echoed. She pushed open the door and saw them embracing, a look of concern crossing her face.

“What's wrong? Is mom okay?”

“She's fine, just a little upset because Buck accidentally ate her cream puff. Could you grab the other one from the fridge for me?” Bobby explained gently.

May immediately understood the situation. “Of course, I'll get it right away.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

May returned to the room carrying an exquisitely presented cream puff. It was a perfect caramel puff, dusted with delicate powdered sugar, looking like a work of art.

“Look honey, your cream puff is here.”

Athena finally smiled when she saw the pastry. She sat up against the headboard and took the plate. “Thank you both.” Her voice was still a bit choked up, but much calmer now.

Bobby sat beside her, watching as she savored the pastry, each bite bringing a deeper look of satisfaction to her face.

“Is it good?”

Athena nodded. “Mmm…like a taste of heaven.”

“Glad you like it.” Bobby said gently, then noticed a dab of cream at the corner of her mouth. He instinctively wiped it away with his thumb, then licked the cream from his finger.

“I love you.”

“I love you too and our little one.” Bobby replied, kissing the corner of her mouth.

May stood by the doorway watching this tender scene, her heart filled with warmth. His love for Athena was so genuine, so unconditional. “I'll go tell everyone you're fine, so they won't worry.” she murmured softly.

Bobby nodded and mouthed Thank you.

After informing them Athena was fine, May walked over to Buck, who was still playing frisbee with Christopher. Her expression was serious, causing Buck to immediately stop the game.

“Buck, I need to talk to you.” May said earnestly.

“What's wrong?” Buck handed the frisbee to Christopher and stepped aside.

“You ate my mom's cream puff.” May stated bluntly.

“What? I...I didn't know that was...”

“That cream puff was bought for her by Bobby after waiting in line for ages this morning. You know hormones make her super sensitive. She's crying her eyes out right now.”

Buck's heart sank. “Oh my god, I really didn't know...I thought it was just a regular dessert. What should I do?”

“I think you need to go apologize to her. Right now. She needs to hear it from you.” "May said firmly.

Buck nodded, his face full of guilt. “I'll go now. Thank you for telling me, May.”

“Buck.” May called as he turned to leave. “Be sincere.”

“I will.”

Buck knocked and entered their room. His face was etched with guilt and concern. “Athena, I'm really sorry. I didn't know those were your cream puffs. I thought they were just regular desserts...”

“Buck, come here.” Athena said gently, patting the spot beside her on the bed.

Buck approached cautiously, like a child who'd done something wrong. “I'm truly sorry. I can buy you ten puffs to make it up to you.”

Athena smiled. “No need, Buck. I overreacted. Hormones are making my moods all over the place, the smallest things set me off.”

“But it wasn't small. Bobby bought that especially for you. I shouldn't have...”

“Hey, we're family, right? Sharing food with family is normal. Just remember to ask next time.” Bobby said.

Buck nodded and then raised his hand in a gesture of swearing. “I swear I'll never sneak a pregnant woman's food again.”

“You better remember that vow. If there's a next time, I might show you the true power of pregnancy hormones.” Athena teased.

Everyone laughed. Bobby watched the smile return to his wife's face, and his heart settled.

“Alright, we should get back to the party. Everyone must be wondering what happened to us.”

“Are you sure you're okay?”

“I'm fine. You always know how to comfort me.”

“It's my job. Taking care of you and baby is my most important responsibility.”

When they appeared in the backyard, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

“Is everything alright?” Hen asked.

“Just a minor cream puff crisis, all resolved now.” Athena said with a smile.

“Cream puff crisis?” Hen asked, puzzled.

“Long story short, Buck ate mom's cream puff, mom got upset, Bobby pulled out the backup cream puffs, and now everyone's happy,” May explained.

“Oh, I remember when I was pregnant with Jee, I cried all night once because Chim ate the last piece of chocolate.” Maddie said.

“I remember that. You said I ruined your life.”

“I was serious back then!”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Chapter Text

This was their rare three day holiday, and Bobby had planned to do something with Athena, maybe take a walk by the beach, or leisurely cook a hearty breakfast at home before curling up on the couch to watch old movies.

But now, Athena sat intently at the small coffee table in the living room, facing a thousand piece puzzle.

“Damn, why do they all look exactly the same?” Athena muttered, flicking through several pieces that looked nearly identical.

Bobby sat on the sofa behind her, a book in his hands, but his attention was nowhere near the pages. His gaze drifted over the edge of the book, quietly observing her.

Sunlight bathed Athena's face, giving her skin a warm honey glow. Her hair shimmered in the light, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks. Bobby wanted to reach out and tuck those strands behind her ear, to touch her smooth cheek.

It all started with Buck's damn challenge a few days ago.

“Athena, I bet you can't finish this thousand piece puzzle!” Buck announced loudly in the firehouse, waving the puzzle box he'd just bought online.

“Are you questioning me?” Athena raised an eyebrow, a look Bobby knew all too well, the look she wore when she was ready to accept a challenge.

“No, no, no, I just meant this puzzle is super hard...”

“Three days. Let's see who finishes first,” Athena said.

And that led to this. Bobby watched Athena's sideface, feeling conflicted.

Part of him felt a bit annoyed that she wasn't focusing on their holiday; yet another part he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty when she was so engrossed.

Athena's eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought as her beautiful eyes scanned the puzzle pieces intently, long lashes casting shadows across her face. Her nose would occasionally wrinkle, a cute little gesture that made him chuckle softly. Her full lips parted slightly, and she'd sometimes bite her lower lip with her teeth, this unconscious action that held his gaze captive.

“Got it!” Athena exclaimed suddenly, excitedly fitting two pieces together. A triumphant smile blossomed on her face, and that pure joy made Bobby's heart skip a beat. But soon, she was lost in thought again.

Bobby chuckled quietly. Last night, while Athena was showering, he had secretly taken a few pieces from the puzzle box and hidden them in a drawer in their bedroom. He knew it was a bit mean, but he couldn't stand her devoting all her attention to those puzzles.

As time ticked by, Bobby noticed Athena growing restless. She began twirling her hair, a habit she had when frustrated. Watching her slender fingers run through her silky locks, he couldn't help imagining those fingers caressing his skin.

“This can't be...”

She stood up, circled the coffee table, and bent down to check if any pieces had fallen. Bobby's eyes followed her graceful movements involuntarily, even the simple act of bending over seemed utterly seductive to him.

Suddenly, Athena walked straight to the sofa and sat down on Bobby's lap without hesitation.

Her weight pressed softly against him, her familiar scent instantly enveloping him.

“Bobby...” Her arms wrapped around his neck.

Bobby set down his book and wrapped around her waist.. Through the thin shirt, he felt her softness and warmth. “What is it, honey?”

“This puzzle is too hard. I feel like I'll never finish it.” Athena buried her face in the crook of his neck.

Bobby stroked her back, his palm tracing the elegant curve of her spine. Her body fit him perfectly, as if tailor-made for him. “You know, you're already so smart. You don't need a puzzle to prove how clever you are.”

Athena lifted her head to look at him. From this angle, Bobby could clearly see his face reflected in her pupils and her long lashes. “But I don't want to lose to Buck...”

“You won't lose. You're the smartest, strongest woman I've ever met. What's one puzzle?” Bobby said gently, his thumb lightly tracing her cheek.

Athena shifted in his arms, settling herself more comfortably. “Do you know what you could do to help me?”

Bobby met her eyes, where he saw anticipation and a familiar glint of mischief. He knew exactly what she was thinking.

“How do you want me to help?”

Athena drew closer, her breath brushing his cheek. “Kiss me.”

His thumb traced her lips. “As you wish, my queen.”

First, he kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, finally reaching her lips. Their mouths met softly, the kiss beginning tenderly, sweetly. He tasted the faint strawberry lip balm on her lips, the one May had given her last week, and he felt the softness and warmth of her lips.

She let out a soft sigh, a sound that seemed to flip a switch in him, deepening the kiss instantly. His tongue traced her lower lip, begging for entry, and Athena responded without hesitation.

Her fingers caressed the back of his neck, her fingertips drawing small circles along his hairline, sending shivers down Bobby's spine.

Bobby's hand glided over her back, caressing from her shoulder blades down to her waist. Athena trembled softly in his arms, letting out even sweeter sighs.

Their tongues intertwined, occasionally sucking gently. When they finally parted, Athena tugged at his lower lip, both of them slightly breathless. Her cheeks glowed with a captivating flush that spread from her neck to her ears, her eyes hazy, her lips even redder from their kiss.

Bobby couldn't resist tracing her slightly swollen lips with his thumb. The sensation made him want to kiss her again.

“Alright, I should get back to my puzzle.” Athena stood up.

Bobby froze. “What?”

Athena had already sat back down on the floor, her hands still trembling slightly. “Thanks for the encouragement, babe. I feel motivated again.”

“So you were... recharging?”

“Of course not. I genuinely needed your kiss. But now I have to continue my competition with Buck.”

Bobby shook his head and picked up his book again. But he couldn't focus on reading at all, his attention was entirely on that kiss. Her lips still held the flush from kiss, making him want to taste them again.

“Bobby, are you staring at me?” Athena was still looking at the puzzle..

Bobby was caught red-handed. “No, I'm reading.”

“Liar. I can feel your eyes on me. It's hard for me to concentrate when you act like this.” Athena turned and smiled at him.

“Should I go to the kitchen and start lunch?”

“No, I like having you here. Just...don't stare so obviously.”

Bobby couldn't help but laugh. “Alright, I'll pretend to read.”

For the next hour, Bobby tried hard to pretend to read, but his eyes kept drifting involuntarily toward Athena. The frown when she thought, the sparkle of excitement in her eyes when she found the right piece, the adorable way she bit her lip when frustrated.

Every expression, every movement, was perfect in his eyes.

“Damn it! Where the hell did those pieces go?” Athena suddenly exploded.

Bobby fought to stay calm. “Maybe they fell on the floor?”

“I looked. They're not there. I'm starting to wonder if this puzzle is missing pieces.” Athena stood up, hands on her hips, a gesture that accentuated her curves.

“Buck wouldn't buy a puzzle with missing pieces.” Bobby tried not to let his gaze linger on her for too long.

Athena sat back down, but this time she looked even more agitated. She began to run her fingers through her hair frequently, leaving it slightly disheveled. This slightly disheveled beauty made her even more alluring.

Another half hour passed. Athena stood up again, this time walking straight over to Bobby and sitting on his lap.

“What's wrong?” Bobby put down his book.

“I feel like I'm going crazy. This puzzle is torturing me.” Athena rested her head against his chest.

“Then take a break. We can make something in the kitchen, or go for a walk...”

“No.” Athena shook her head, her hair brushing lightly against Bobby's chin. “I can't give up. Buck would laugh at me.”

Bobby stroked her soft hair. “Even if you don't finish it, I won't think you're not smart enough. To me, you're always perfect.”

“Then kiss me again? Maybe this time it'll give me more inspiration.”

Bobby chuckled. “Are you using me, Sergeant?”

“Maybe. Would you let me?” Athena drew closer, her nose nearly touching his.

“It would be my honor. I'd let you using me anytime.”

He kissed her temple, then her cheek, then her jaw. By the time his lips finally met hers, Athena had completely melted into his embrace. Bobby cupped her face, while Athena clung tightly to his shirt.

Her sweet, soft moans nearly drove him mad.

His hand slid from her cheek to her neck, feeling her pulse, then continued downward, caressing her collarbone. Athena trembled softly under his touch.

When they parted again, her face was flushed, her lips swollen from their fierce kiss. Her breath came in gasps, her chest rising and falling sharply.

“Alright, I should get back to my puzzle.” Athena's voice trembled slightly as she struggled to stand, her steps unsteady.

“Athena...” His voice was hoarse.

“Mm?” She turned her head.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. Once I finish this damn puzzle, we can enjoy the rest of our holiday properly.”

She sat back down at the coffee table, trying to steady her breathing. Bobby's guilt grew stronger. Maybe he should return those puzzle pieces to her, but her adorable look when frustrated made him decide to wait a little longer.

Besides, he relished being her “charger,” savoring the way she melted in his arms, enjoying those heart-racing sweet moments.

“Bobby, if you keep looking at me like that, I might never finish this puzzle.”

“Why?”

“Because I'll just keep wanting your kisses.” Athena's voice was soft, yet clear enough for Bobby to hear.

He set down his book, sat behind Athena, and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Maybe we can find a solution that works for both of us.”

Athena leaned into his embrace and sighed. “Huh?”

“I'll help you piece it together. You can finish faster, and I can stay by your side.”

“Alright, but you have to promise me one thing.”

“What is it?”

“For every ten pieces we get right, you have to kiss me once.”

Bobby pressed a light kiss to her cheek. “Deal.”

Maybe the rest of the vacation would be sweeter than he'd imagined. And those puzzle pieces he'd hidden away...maybe they could wait a little longer to be returned.

Chapter Text

Athena sat on the sofa, one hand gently caressing her seven month belly, the other fidgeting anxiously with her phone. She glanced at the time 4:30 pm, Bobby should be getting off work soon.

Since becoming pregnant, Athena has become particularly attached to Bobby, to the point of being almost pathological. Before, she had been independent and strong willed, accustomed to handling everything on her own. But now, she seemed like a different person.

Whenever Bobby wasn’t around, she felt an inexplicable anxiety and unease. She constantly checked her phone, waiting his message. If he was even a little late coming home, she would overthink things, and she even felt jealous if he chatted with others for a few extra minutes. She hadn’t been like this when she was pregnant with May and Harry. This version of herself felt unfamiliar to her, but she couldn’t control it.

Last week, Bobby had 48 hour shift, and she couldn't sleep well for two straight nights. First night, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep even while wearing his shirt and hugging his pillow, inhaling the lingering scent of him.

The second night was even worse. She called him at 4 am because she had dreamed he was in an accident. Bobby gently comforted her over the phone for an hour, assuring her he was fine, telling her he missed her and Nova, and promising he’d be home tomorrow. After hanging up, she managed to fall asleep, but it was a shallow sleep, any slight movement would wake her.

This dependence on Bobby was both sweet and troubling. The sweet part was that she had never felt such a deep sense of love for someone, never felt such a need for someone’s companionship. The troubling part was that she feared this dependence might become a burden for Bobby, that he might feel she was too clingy, too much of a hassle.

Today, Bobby sent a message saying he’d be home a bit later to handle some paperwork. Athena immediately felt that familiar sense of unease. She paced back and forth in the living room, tidying up the already neat magazines, adjusting the cushions on the sofa, and checking Nova’s little clothes in the nursery.

She knew this was wrong, Bobby was just working, and he’d be home soon. But she couldn’t control her emotions, couldn’t stop the emptiness and anxiety. She needed to see him, hear his voice, feel his embrace to truly feel at ease.

Her phone suddenly buzzed, and Athena immediately picked it up to check.

Bobby: Baby, I’m almost home. Got a surprise for you. Love you.

Athena’s face lit up with a bright smile, and the unease from earlier vanished.

Athena: Nova and I are waiting for you at home. Come back soon.

She tidied her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Pregnancy had brought about significant changes in her, but she tried not to dwell on the things that made her feel down. All she wanted now was to see Bobby and throw herself into his arms.

Every minute of waiting felt interminably long. Athena paced back and forth at the door, occasionally rubbing her belly. “Sweetheart, daddy’s coming home soon. Do you miss daddy? Let’s welcome him together when he gets back, okay?”

The baby inside her stomach gently moved in response. Athena smiled tenderly, communicating with her unborn child always filled her with wonder and happiness.

Finally, she heard the familiar sound of the engine. Bobby’s truck slowly pulled into the driveway. She didn’t bother to put on her shoes, she ran out barefoot.

As soon as the car door opened, she threw herself into Bobby's arms. “Bobby, I missed you so much.” She held him tightly, burying her face in his chest and breathing in the familiar scent of his.

Bobby embraced her gently, one hand stroking her back, the other carefully protecting her belly. "Baby, I missed you too. Why didn't you put on your shoes before coming out?"

“Missed you so so much, couldn't wait.” Athena savored the long-awaited warmth. But in the midst of this tender embrace, she detected an unfamiliar scent, not Bobby's usual cologne, but a sweet, floral fragrance, clearly that of a woman's perfume.

Athena's body froze instantly. She slowly raised her head and studied Bobby's face closely. When her gaze fell on the collar of his shirt, her heart sank heavily. There was a faint pink lipstick mark there, clearly not the one she usually used.

Athena felt her blood run cold, and the pain of betrayal swept through her body in an instant. Her eyes quickly filled with tears, and she pushed Bobby away forcefully.

“Thena? What's wrong?” Bobby looked at her in confusion, completely unaware why his wife, who had been sweetly embracing him moments ago had suddenly changed.

Athena said nothing, turning and rushing into the house. Bobby followed behind her. “Baby, what's wrong?”

Athena ignored him, walking straight into the bedroom, slamming the door shut, and locking it. She leaned against the door, tears finally streaming down her face. The unfamiliar scent of perfume lingered in her nostrils and the pink lipstick mark kept growing larger in her mind.

“Athena, dear, please listen to me...” Bobby pounded on the door anxiously, his voice filled with confusion and concern.

“No…” Athena choked out, her voice brimming with anger. Tears rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.

“Baby, what's wrong? You're making me worried.” Bobby's voice came through the door, filled with obvious helplessness.

Athena caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the vanity. The reflection made her feel disgusted, her eyes were swollen, her hair was messy, and most importantly, her belly had completely ruined her figure. She stared at her reflection, growing increasingly repulsed by what she saw.

Once, she had been slender and graceful, able to wear anything and look stunning, exuding feminine charm. Now, she resembled an inflated balloon, even her loose maternity clothes felt tight. Her face had rounded out and had developed pregnancy spots, losing all her former radiance. Her breasts felt heavy, her waist had completely disappeared, and she had to walk carefully to maintain her balance, like a clumsy penguin.

She reached out to touch her thickened waist. "Do you hate me now? My body has changed, and I'm always clinging to you. You must find me annoying, right? I know I'm no look like before. You must think I’m a hassle.” She choked out.

“What? Athena, what are you saying? How could I possibly despise you? You’re my wife, the person I love most. Honey, please open the door and let me in. Let’s talk face to face. No matter what happened, we can work it out.” Bobby’s voice grew more urgent, tinged with obvious shock.

“No, I don't want to see you.” Athena walked to the bedside, picked up Bobby's pillow, buried her face in it, and breathed in the scent of him. But even this familiar scent couldn't soothe the pain in her heart. “You smell like another woman, and there's lipstick on your collar. What else are you trying to hide from me? Do you think I'm stupid?”

There was a moment of silence outside the door. “Oh my god! Athena, you've misunderstood! After work, I went to the pastry shop to buy you your favorite chocolate cake. There was a young girl who suddenly fainted in the store. I immediately went over to help her and called an ambulance. She might have accidentally touched my clothes while I was helping her, leaving the perfume scent and lipstick mark. I swear, that's all there is to it.”

But Athena couldn't hear any explanations. She lay on the bed, clutching Bobby's pillow tightly, crying bitterly. Images kept flashing through her mind. A girl must have been very young, with smooth, firm skin, a slender figure, and meticulously applied makeup. She must have walked gracefully.

She imagined Bobby supporting that girl, using his warm, strong hands to hold her back, asking about her condition with that gentle, caring voice, just as he did with her. And that girl would look at him gratefully, perhaps blushing shyly, leaving that pink mark on his shirt.

Athena thought painfully to herself, tears soaking pillow.

She felt like a woman who had lost all her charm. She couldn't wear beautiful clothes, couldn't walk confidently like before. Every morning, she took a long time to sit up from bed, she needed Bobby's help to dress, and even bending down to pick something up had become difficult. She had also become emotionally unstable, crying and getting angry over trivial matters, clinging to Bobby all day and not letting him leave. She knew she was annoying and troublesome, but she couldn't control herself. She feared Bobby would grow tired of her and long for the independent, strong woman she once was.

"Athena, please open the door and let me in to explain. I truly haven't done anything to wrong you. You’re my wife, the only love of my life.”

“I…I don’t want to hear your explanation.” Athena cried even harder.

Outside the door fell silent and then Athena heard footsteps fading away. Her heart ached even more.

He had really left.

But a few minutes later, she heard the sound of a window opening. She sat up in horror and saw Bobby carefully climbing in through the window.

“Robert! Are you crazy? Do you even know what are you doing? What about me and Nova if something happens to you?” Athena completely forgetting her earlier anger and anxiety, leaving only concern for his safety.

Bobby landed steadily on the ground and walked toward her. "Nothing matters more than you. If you didn't open the door, I had no choice but to come in this way. I couldn't let my wife cry alone here, and couldn't let her think I don't love her"

Tears began to fall again. She wanted to continue being angry, to continue questioning him, but seeing that he had risked climbing through the window just to see her, her anger began to waver. She lay back down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her head.

Bobby embraced her through the blanket. He could feel her body trembling and hear her suppressed sobs. "Baby, I swear I'm telling the truth. I went to the dessert shop to surprise you. When that girl fainted, I helped her out of instinct, just like I help everyone who needs help at work. There's only you in my heart, never anyone else, and never will be."

“I don't believe you. She must be younger and more beautiful than me, with a better figure. When you saw her, you must have thought back to when we first met, when I wasn't like this yet.” Athena mumbled under the blanket.

Bobby’s heart ached as if it had been cut by a knife. He hadn’t expected Athena to see herself this way, to feel she was no longer beautiful. He gently kissed the top of her head through the blanket, then slowly lifted a corner of it to reveal her swollen eyes and damp cheeks.

“Athena Nash, listen to me. I need you to listen carefully.” He gently stroked her cheeks with his hand and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "Even during your pregnancy, you are still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are radiant, and your long hair only enhances your beauty. I especially love how you look in my clothes, it makes me feel like you belong entirely to me. Pregnancy has made you even more beautiful and captivating.“ He kissed her lips. ”And now the changes of your body are because of our Nova, you are nurturing a life, this is the greatest and holiest thing in the world. I forever be grateful to you, Athena. Thank you for making me a father again, something I never imagined possible. Without you, I couldn't have experienced this happiness again, couldn't be this happy every day. Watching Nova grow inside you day by day makes me feel incredibly happy and proud."

She was still unsure. “But I'm really ugly now, I walk like a penguin, I snore when I sleep, and my temper has gotten so bad...”

Bobby gently kissed her nose. “You're not ugly, you're gorgeous. The way you walk is adorable, like an elegant swan. The sound of your snoring is the most soothing lullaby I've ever heard. As for your temper...” He smiled. “I love your little temper tantrums, I love that you need me.”

Bobby kissed her abdomen through the blanket. “Hey Nova, it's daddy. Can you hear me? Mommy is still angry with daddy. Daddy needs your help. Can you tell mommy that Daddy only loves her, and will always only love her? She is the most beautiful and perfect woman in the world. Daddy's heart races every time he sees her.” He spoke gently to her belly.

He gently stroked her belly. “Sweetie, do you know that daddy looks forward to coming home every day to see mommy and feel you moving in her belly. When you are born, dadddy will hold you every day and tell you how much daddy loves both of you.”

Athena listened to Bobby's gentle words, feeling his kisses and caresses through the blanket, and her feelings of uneasy and anger gradually faded away. She could feel the movements in her belly, Nova was responding to Bobby's words.

“Do you really think I'm still look good?” she asked softly.

Bobby pulled back the blanket, holding her tightly in his arms, and kept kissing her cheeks, forehead, and nose. "I swear, baby. You're the goddess in my heart forever. No matter when, no matter what you become, you're the most beautiful. I love you, Athena. I love everything about you, including your sensitive little temper, your dependence on me, and your changing body because of the pregnancy. In my eyes, you are always the most pretty."

“The perfume on your body...”

"I'll go take a shower right now and throw away this shirt. From now on, the only scent on my body will be the one you like, the one that belongs to our home. And I'll be more careful even when helping others, I'll keep my distance."

“Hmm.” Athena nodded, then suddenly remembered something. “You said you bought me a cake?”

Bobby smiled. “It's in the fridge. I was going to surprise you.”

“I want it.” Athena's voice still had a nasal tone from crying, making her sound especially cute.

“Alright. But you have to put on your slippers first, you can't run around barefoot anymore.” Bobby kissed the back of her hand, then fetched her slippers and helped her put them on.

He held her hand and walked slowly toward the kitchen, matching her pace completely. Feeling the warmth of his palm, the last trace of doubt in her heart vanished.

Bobby took out a beautifully decorated cake from the refrigerator. The chocolate card on top read “For my beloved Athena.” Seeing those words, Athena's eyes filled with tears again.

“When did you order it?”

Bobby cut a slice of cake and handed it to her. “I ordered it last week. When I went to pick it up after work today, I happened to see that girl fainting. You've been so tired lately, so I wanted to do something to make you happy.”

“I love you.” She said, leaning against his shoulder with a smile.

“I love you too, my queen. And our little princess.” Bobby kissed her on the top of her head.

The next morning, Bobby got up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. When he opened the trash can, he saw that the shirt from yesterday had been cut into pieces and lay quietly in the trash can.

Athena glanced at him with a subtle warning in her eyes. “What? You want to keep it?”

Bobby looked at the shirt pieces in the trash can, not daring to breathe. “No, baby. I just wanted to say...you cut it really well, very neatly.”

Athena nodded satisfactorily, then kissed his lips. “From now on, no other woman is allowed to touch you. Don't forget who you belong to.”

“Yes, ma'am. I belong only to you, forever and always.”

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The first rays of dawn hadn't yet pierced the curtains when Bobby was awakened by the swelling in his groin. Blinking dazedly, he found his pajama bottoms already tented into an exaggerated bulge. Biting his lower lip, he trembled as he pulled the fabric down until the throbbing, veins bulging desire was fully exposed to the cool air.

“Damn...” He muttered under his breath, his left hand immediately gripping his burning hardness. The tip had already oozed a crystalline liquid, glistening with a lewd sheen in the moonlight. He stroked it rapidly, but the more he moved, the more intense the craving became. His breathing grew increasingly ragged, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Not enough...

This was nowhere near enough...

Athena lay sleeping soundly beside him, her back turned. Bobby's Adam's apple bobbed as he wrestled with himself. In the end, desire conquered reason.

He shifted his body carefully, wrapping his arms around Athena from behind. When his chest pressed against her smooth back, he couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. His hardness pressed against the soft curve of her buttocks through the thin fabric, the sensation nearly making him come right then and there.

“Athena...baby...” His voice was hoarse with desire as his lips lingered on her neck. “Please wake...”

“Hmm...” Athena murmured softly in her sleep, burying her face deeper into the pillow. Bobby's hand slipped beneath her spaghetti-strap nightgown and slid downward, his fingertips tracing circles over that tiny bundle of nerves, that familiar sensitive spot he knew so well. True to form, Athena immediately let out a sweet moan, her body instinctively pressing closer to him.

When those hazy brown eyes finally opened, Bobby couldn't wait any longer. He pushed her lace panties aside. He gently rubbed his heat against her damp folds, feeling her juices gradually overflow.

“Bobby? What…ah...ah...” Athena's voice was still sleepy, her body responded honestly to him, her legs clamping together involuntarily.

“Athena, you feel it...need you…baby,” He panted, his voice thick with restrained desire.

“Sh-it babe...why you…emmm”

Bobby didn't answer, responding only with more forceful thrusts. Each stroke precisely hit her most sensitive spots, making her arch her back involuntarily. His precum had already soaked through her panties completely.

“Then I need your yes...” His fingers pinched her erect nipple, feeling it harden between his fingers. Athena trembled all over, an electric wave of pleasure shooting from her chest straight to her lower abdomen. “You know I won't...”

“Yes...baby...god…yes.” The words barely left her lips before Bobby thrust into her. They both let out satisfied sighs as their bodies melded together perfectly.

“Uh...you okay?” Bobby sucked her neck, leaving a trail of red marks.

“Yeah...move...” Athena felt the familiar fullness inside her and the warmth of his breath on her neck.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, holding her tighter as he began to move his hips rhythmically. With each deep thrust, he could feel her inner walls clasping him tightly and sucking him in deeply. The exquisite sensation sent shivers down his spine.

“Oh gosh Athena, so good...” He moaned.

Athena reached back to grab his hair, her breath coming in ragged gasps with his movements. “Fu-ck...don't stop...yes...yes.” The pressure building toward climax made her involuntarily tighten her walls even harder.

“Baby, come with me...” Bobby's breath was ragged as his fingers found her trembling clitoris and began rubbing it rapidly. This dual stimulation nearly drove her mad.

“Bobby... I'm gonna...” Athena's voice cracked, her body taut as a drawn bow.

“Let go, baby...with me...” His final powerful thrusts carried them both over the edge into blissful climax.

The aftershocks of orgasm gradually subsided as Bobby tenderly kissed Athena's sweat-drenched back and the nape of her neck.

He withdrew, and she turned to lie against his chest. His lips passionately met hers.

Athena felt the soaked panties clinging to her skin, saturated with Bobby's scalding hot semen.

“You ruined my panties again.” She teased with a laugh.

“Didn't hear you complaining earlier. I'll buy you new ones.” He traced her spine with his fingers.

“You better.”

“But first...I need to assess the damage.” He grinned wickedly, slipping his hand into her soaked panties.

“Bobby!” Athena gasped, her protest quickly drowned in a passionate kiss.

Chapter Text

Bobby was organizing equipment. Not far away, Athena was talking to a young officer, the new recruit she had recently taken under her wing.

“Sergeant Grant, can I ask you something?” Ruby's voice sounded hesitant.

“Of course. What is it?” Athena's voice was as professional and composed as ever.

“Do you have a dog at home? I noticed a little dog charm in your car.”

Bobby paused his movements, pricking up his ears. He remembered that was a small gift May had given Athena, he had one hanging in his fire truck too.

Then he heard Athena's warm, sweet laugh, the kind usually reserved for home.

“Could say I have a cute big dog.”

Ruby was clearly stunned by her expression. “Wow, that's the first time I've seen you smile in a month. I thought you only knew how to frown and glare.”

“Really?” Athena chuckled softly again. “He does have that kind of magic, always making me smile without even realizing it.”

“What breed? He must be amazing to make you smile like this.”

Athena glanced at Bobby nearby, her smile widening. “Hmm...a golden retriever, I suppose. He has the gentlest brown eyes and those irresistible puppy eyes.”

Bobby grew even more confused. A golden retriever? When did they get a dog? Wasn't Athena allergic to dog hair?

The entire afternoon, Bobby pondered this mystery.

Night fell, and Bobby and Athena finally returned home after finishing their day's work. Athena was leaning against the headboard, engrossed in a novel. Bobby emerged from the bathroom wearing only pajama bottoms, water still dripping from his hair. Seeing Athena sitting on the bed filled him with warmth. This was his favorite moment, the quiet time at the end of the day, just the two of them.

Athena set her book down and patted the bed. “Come here. You look exhausted, honey.”

Without hesitation, he climbed into bed, resting his head on Athena's belly as usual and wrapping his arms around her waist. It was one of their daily rituals, and Bobby's most relaxed moment of the day.

“How was the fire today?” Athena asked, placing her hand on Bobby's back and beginning to lightly scrape his bare skin with her fingernails. Her fingertips moved slowly along his spine.

Bobby melted instantly. He let out a satisfied sigh, leaning into her even more relaxed.

“Nothing major. Just a small kitchen fire in an apartment. No injuries.”

“That's good.”

“Mmm...” The sensation was indescribable. Athena's touch always instantly melted away his day's fatigue and stress. Her nails were neither too long nor too short, her pressure perfectly calibrated. Each stroke sent electric currents through his entire body.

“Feeling good?”

“Mmm…so good, I might just fall asleep.” He answered with his eyes closed.

Athena continued her movements, her fingers gliding over Bobby's back. She cherished these moments when Bobby was completely relaxed, curled up beside her like a big dog, occasionally letting out a satisfied little hum.

Just as Bobby was drifting off to sleep, the conversation he'd overheard that afternoon suddenly surfaced in his mind.

“Thena, can I ask you something?”

“Of course.” Athena paused her movements.

“This afternoon, I heard you tell the new guy we have a golden retriever? But we don't have one.”

Athena froze, then burst into laughter. She laughed until tears streamed down her face.

“You heard that? Oh my goodness, baby, you really didn't know?” She said between giggles.

Bobby grew even more confused. “Didn't know what?”

Athena stroked Bobby's cheek. “Honey, that adorable golden retriever is you.”

Bobby's eyes widened. “Me? You mean I'm a dog?”

“I mean you have all the adorable traits of puppy.”

He frowned, clearly still not getting it. “Like?”

Athena started stroking his back again. “First, you're huge.” Her hand slid over his broad shoulders. “Look at those muscles.”

He couldn't help but laugh. “I admit that one.”

“Then, you're super clingy. The first thing you do when you get home every day is find me, just like now. You always want to be right next to me.”

“I don't...” Bobby started to protest, but then realized it was true. Every day after work, he couldn't wait to hug Athena and be with her.

“Plus, you have those irresistible puppy eyes.”

“Puppy eyes?” Bobby lifted his head, meeting Athena's gaze.

Athena gently stroked the corner of his eye. “Exactly like this, this innocent, soulful look melts hearts. Every time you give me that look, I just can't say no.”

Bobby blinked, deliberately adopting an even more innocent expression. “Like this?”

“Oh no, not again! That's exactly what I mean by puppy eyes!”

They both laughed, and Bobby rested his head back on Athena's belly. “Anything else?”

“Of course. Like how you absolutely love being petted, just like right now. Every time I stroke you like this, you make that contented sound, just like a puppy being petted by owner.”

Bobby let out a contented sigh, making Athena laugh again.

“And you're incredibly loyal to me. No matter what happens, you're always on my side, protecting me and caring for me.”

Bobby lifted his head to look at her. “Are those good things?”

Athena kissed his forehead lightly. “Of course they are. These traits make you the most adorable puppy in the world.”

“So when she asked you about owning a dog...”

“All I can think of is you, how you snuggle up beside me every night like this, those innocent eyes of yours, and how clingy you can be. I couldn't help but smile.”

“No wonder she said it was the first time she'd ever seen you smile.”

“That's the smile I have when I think of you, the kind that only comes when you think of the one you love most.”

“So am I a good puppy?”

“The best, the most loyal, the cutest, and the most irresistible.” Athena smiled.

“Well, as a good puppy, I deserve a reward, right?” Bobby asked, batting his eyes.

“What kind of reward?”

“More petting?”

Athena shook her head, placing her hand on his back. “You really are a greedy puppy.”

“Only greedy for you. Only want your attention and love.”

“Then you'll never be disappointed, because you'll always be my favorite.”

Bobby shifted his position to get a better look at Athena. “So, do you know what else we have at home?”

“Hmm?”

“A cute little kitten.” A mischievous glint flashed in Bobby's eyes.

“Me? A kitten?” Athena raised an eyebrow.

"That's right. You have all the traits of a kitten. First off, you're tsundere."

“I'm not tsundere!” Athena protested immediately, but her reaction only confirmed Bobby's words.

“See? That's tsundere. You always say you don't care, but your actions tell a different story. Just like cats, cold on the surface, but deep down, they crave affection.” Bobby said with a smile.

Athena tried to argue, but Bobby continued. “Plus, you love sunny spots. You're always sitting outside drinking coffee, basking in the sunlight just like cats love sunbathing.”

Athena couldn't deny this, she truly enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her skin.

“And you seem so independent and strong, but deep down, you're quite clingy. Every night, you need me to hold you to fall asleep.”

“That's because your body temperature is higher, holding you keeps me warm,” She tried to defend herself.

“Is that so? Then why do you still need me to hold you in the summer?”

Athena was rendered speechless, her cheeks flushing slightly.

“And you have those little cat-like mood swings. You puff up your fur when you're angry and get all affectionate when you're happy.”

Bobby gently pinched Athena's cheek. “My little kitty, so tsundere and adorable.”

Bobby's words made her feel both shy and sweet. She patted his back. “You naughty puppy, daring to flirt with your owner.”

“Then how will my owner punish me?” Bobby looked at her with those innocent eyes.

Athena gazed into his puppy eyes, her heart melting. She stroked his chin. “Your punishment is...to hold me tight while we sleep tonight.”

“This isn't punishment, it's a reward. I love sleeping with my owner.”

They lay there quietly. Athena continued stroking Bobby's back while he curled up beside her like a contented puppy. Only the soft sound of their breathing and occasional gentle laughter filled the room.

“Thena?” He murmured as sleep began to overtake him.

“Mm?”

“I love you.”

“Love you more, my only puppy.”

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Bobby bustled around the stove as the aroma of lunch wafted through the firehouse.

“Need a hand, Cap?” Buck approached, holding freshly washed plates.

“Just pass me those spices.”

Eddie, Chimney, and Hen were gathered around the kitchen island, sipping coffee and chatting. “So, when do you think Cap gonna admit he completely head over heels for Athena?” Hen asked with a mischievous grin.

“What do you mean?” Bobby looked up, raising an eyebrow.

Chimney grinned. “Meaning whenever Athena shows up, you're like a spellbound fool, oblivious to everything else happening around you.”

“Like last time she came over. She kissed you, and you forgot to turn off the stove. If I hadn't reminded you, the whole kitchen would’ve on fire.” Buck said.

“And that time when Athena came over in that blue dress, you couldn't take your eyes off her then you accidentally added salt to the coffee. I nearly spit it out.” Eddie added.

Chimney mimicked Bobby's dazed expression at the time. “‘Wow, Athena looks stunning today...’ Then you grabbed the salt.”

"Bullshit. I’m fully aware of everything around me." Bobby shook his head, continuing to stir the chicken in the pot.

Hen couldn't help but laugh. “Aware? Bobby, remember last month, you stared at her for five whole minutes and didn't even notice the papers blowing off the table?”

“We thought you'd had a stroke! Eddie was about to call an ambulance.” Buck exaggerated.

Eddie nodded. “Yeah, I was about to start checking your pupils. Turns out you were just watching Athena fix her hair.”

“That's because I was thinking about something else.” Bobby protested, his cheeks beginning to flush.

“What else? How silky smooth Athena's hair is? How sweet her lips taste? Or thinking about tonight...” Hen raised an eyebrow.

“Enough! Cut it out!”

“And Cap, every time you see Athena, your face like...” Buck made an exaggeratedly entranced expression, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape.

“I didn't do that.” Bobby rolled his eyes.

"I think Bobby reached the point where just hearing her name makes him smile automatically. Watch this. Athena." Hen said.

Sure enough, Bobby unconsciously flashed a tender smile before realizing he'd been set up and quickly pulled a straight face. “That doesn't count.”

Chimney cleared his throat. “Alright, enough about that. Bobby, did you know Athena uses you as a hand towel?”

The kitchen erupted in laughter. “What? What are you talking about?” Though deep down, he’d suspected Athena treated him like a hand towel.

Hen laughed until tears streamed down his face. “Oh my god, you really don’t know! Every time Athena washes her hands then comes over to hug you and then wipes her hands on your clothes.”

"She just wants to hug me."

“Cap, you really haven't noticed? Athena's routine every time she comes to the firehouse is greet us, kiss you, wash her hands, wipe them on you, then eat.” Buck said with a grin.

“Love is blinding you. She always washes her hands first, then walks straight to you. Her hands are still wet when she hugs you.” Eddie said.

"Remember that rainy day? Her hands were super wet, and when she hugged you, she wiped them on your back for ages. Your uniform got soaked." Chimney said.

“Then you asked us if your uniform was torn, we didn't know how to respond.” Hen said excitedly.

“And every time she hugs you, she rubs her hands on your back a few times, just like she's drying them!” Buck added.

Eddie mimicked Athena's movements, making wiping motions in the air. “Exactly like that, up down, up down, then a pat to make sure her hands were completely dry.”

Chimney stood up, imitating Athena's actions. He pretended to wash his hands before walking toward Eddie. “Oh, Bobby honey~” He then hugged Eddie and vigorously wiped his hands on his back. “Let me wipe my hands...I mean let me hug you.”

Everyone burst out laughing as Eddie pushed Chimney away, who was still acting.

Hen wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. “Bobby, you're so naive. Athena is clearly using you.”

“Using me for what?”

“Using you as a human towel, free, always available, and a warm cuddly towel.” Buck explained.

“And knows how to sweet-talk” Eddie added.

Bobby shook his head. “You guys are overthinking. Athena wouldn't...”

“Wouldn't what? Use you as a towel? Come on, she is Athena. Her observation and strategic thinking are top-tier. She'd never let you catch on.” Hen raised an eyebrow.

Buck nodded. “Exactly! She's must have planned this all along, keeping things intimate while solving practical problems.”

Hen suddenly held up a finger. “Shh…Is that Athena's car?”

The familiar engine roared outside. Bobby immediately stopped what he was doing and instinctively smoothed out his clothes and hair.

“See! You do it again!” Buck pointed at Bobby.

“Now we witness Mr. Nash instantly activating ‘Perfect Husband Mode’ upon hearing his beloved's car. Note his meticulous clothing adjustment and that classic ‘I'm about to see my lovely wife’ dopey grin.” Chimney mimicked a reporter's tone.

“I just...” Bobby tried to protest, but Athena was already approaching them.

“Hi, everyone.”

Bobby's face lit up with a huge smile, completely forgetting the earlier conversation. The others exchanged a knowing “Told you so” look.

Athena walked straight up to him and kissed him passionately in front of everyone. Bobby was so lost in the kiss he didn't even notice the chicken in the pot starting to smoke.

Hen cleared his throat loudly on purpose. “Do you two think we're all invisible? And Bobby save our lunch!”

Bobby and Athena hurriedly pulled apart, and Bobby rushed to rescue their lunch.

“Sorry. I just missed my husband.” Athena said with a laugh.

“See? Bobby forgets everything the moment Athena shows up,” Buck muttered.

“It's fine, we're used to it. Hey Athena, why don't you go wash your hands first? Lunch's almost ready.” Chimney said with a mischievous grin.

Athena nodded and headed toward the sink.

Everyone watched her every move. Hen pulled out his phone, pretending to look at it while secretly recording.

Bobby kept cooking, completely unaware of the others' unusual behavior.

“She's starting to shake her hands.” Hen whispered.

“The moment is here!” Buck said nervously.

After washing, Athena shook the water droplets from her hands and just as she had done countless times before, she walked straight toward Bobby.

Eddie began counting down softly. “Three, two, one...”

“Bobby honey~” She wrapped her arms around Bobby, who was stirring the vegetable soup.

Everyone held their breath, watching intently. Sure enough, Athena's hands rubbed against Bobby's back several times, clearly wiping her hands.

“I told you so!” Eddie, Chimney, Hen, and Buck shouted in unison, and bursting into laughter.

“And Bobby still hasn't noticed it!” Hen laughed.

Athena looked puzzled at Bobby, who was trying to stifle his laughter. “What's going on? Why are you all laughing?”

“Honey, they were just discussing... your habit of using me as a hand towel.”

“What?!” Athena's face flushed instantly. “I didn't...”

"Sergeant, the evidence is irrefutable! We're all witnesses, and I recorded the entire thing just now. Hen waved his phone.

"By unanimous determination of all members of 118, it is confirmed that Ms. Nash has habitually used her husband Mr. Nash as her personal hand towel. And she is repeat offense, with the first incident dating back to their early dating days. The circumstances are severe, and her methods is sophisticated. However, considering that the victim Mr. Nash remained completely unaware and has expressed no complaints, leniency may be warranted. Let us review the crime..." Chimney mimicked a judge's tone.

“Alright, alright. I admit it.” She threw her hands up in surrender.

“Ha! She confessed!” Buck exclaimed excitedly.

“Gave in so quickly? I had more evidence prepared,” Hen remarked.

Athena covered her face. “Oh my god, you all noticed? I thought...”

“Thought what? Thought we were blind? Come on, you go hug Bobby all wet after washing your hands, then rub against his back. How could we not notice?” Hen laughed.

Bobby couldn't help but laugh. “So you really were using me as a hand towel?”

Athena nodded shyly. “I...I just thought your clothes felt nice, and...and I wanted to hold you.”

“Wiping your hands and holding Bobby at the same time, Athena you're a genius.” Chimney gave her a thumbs-up.

“No wonder Bobby's uniform always looks cleaner than ours.” Buck said.

“Totally eco-friendly, no paper towels, no waste.” Eddie added.

Hen clapped. “Girl, you should patent this ‘The Couple's Eco-Friendly Hand-Wiping Method’.”

Seeing Athena's face flush deeper, Bobby decided to rescue her. “Alright, alright. You guys go set the table. Lunch will be ready soon.”

“Bobby, remember to pack extra uniforms, you're not just captain now, you're also a dedicated towel.” Chimney teased before leaving.

“And only serving Athena!” Buck declared.

Once everyone else had left the kitchen, Bobby gently took Athena's hand and kissed it. “Don't be shy, baby. I think it's cute.”

Athena lifted her gaze to meet his. “You don't mind being treated like a hand towel?”

Bobby gazed into her eyes, gently caressing her cheek. “Baby, I'd gladly be your only towel for the rest of my life. Whether you need to wipe your hands or your tears. Whenever you need me, I'll be here.”

“And I love the sly look when you think I haven't noticed.” Bobby grinned wickedly as he leaned close to whisper in her ear.

Athena giggled softly and playfully punched his chest. “So you knew all along?”

“I suspicioned and today confirmed. Honestly, every time you came to hug me after washing your hands, I could feel the dampness on my back, but I thought it was just because you couldn't wait to hold me.”

“Then why didn't you say anything?”

“Because I liked feeling needed by you, whether as a husband or as a hand towel. And now I understand why you always make that satisfied little face after hugging me, the one that's different from after any other hug.”

“Did I?”

Bobby kissed her forehead lightly. "Yeah Baby. And I noticed that you always sneak a peek at me before washing your hands to make sure I'm nearby, and you deliberately prolong our hugs while drying them."

Athena blushed even deeper. “Oh gosh, I thought I was being discreet.”

“You were, at least you fooled me for a long time. At first, I genuinely thought you just liked hugging me. It wasn't until one day when your hug lasted noticeably longer than usual that I started to suspect.” Bobby chuckled.

“When was that?”

“Our first winter after we got married. I was wearing that gray wool sweater. You hugged me after washing hands, rubbing against my back for ages, saying how cozy that sweater felt.”

Athena buried her face in his chest. "That sweater really was cozy and super absorbent. I did sometimes...take advantage of hugs to dry my hands. But I genuinely wanted to hold you too that's no excuse."

“I know, my love. I'm honored to be your personal towel.”

“You really are the best hus...hand towel in the world.”

“I'm proud to be your only hand towel.”

She grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and kissed him sweetly.

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Raindrops tapped against the window, producing a soft, rhythmic patter. Bobby stood silently before the floor-to-ceiling glass, gazing out at the gray, hazy sky.

Athena emerged from the kitchen, carrying two steaming cups of coffee. She had intended to call Bobby over, but seeing the intense focus on his face, she paused. His profile appeared particularly profound in the dim light, a familiar melancholy lingering between his brows.

“Bobby?” She called softly, setting the cups on the table.

He snapped back to his senses and gave her a gentle smile.

Athena walked over and rubbed his arm. “You seemed lost in thought. Are you okay?”

Bobby took a deep breath and turned his gaze back to the window. “Just listening to the rain. I like the sense of calm it brings. Back then when I had troubles but no one to talk to, I'd sit quietly and listen. That rhythmic sound always helped steady me.”

Athena's heart tightened slightly. She could never imagine the pain Bobby had endured in the past, those dark years after losing his family, those nights spent bearing his sorrow alone. But she could imagine him standing by the window, listening to the rain, trying to find inner peace.

Sensing her concern, Bobby turned to face her, a genuine smile lighting up his face. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek. "But it's different now. Now I have you. The peace you bring me is better than any rain."

Athena took his hand, their fingers intertwining. She gazed into his warm eyes, a sharp pang of sorrow welling in her heart. This man had endured so much pain, yet he still loved her with such tenderness. How she wished she could give him all the love in the world, so he would never feel alone again.

Suddenly, an idea struck her.

Athena released his hand. He looked at her questioningly. “Baby?”

She pulled out a blanket and an umbrella. “Come with me.” A mysterious gleam flashed in her eyes.

“Now? It's raining outside.” Bobby was puzzled, but seeing the excitement on her face, he nodded.

They walked together to Athena's car. She opened the door and motioned for Bobby to sit in the driver's seat. “Lower the seat and slide it back.”

Bobby did as she asked, though his mind was filled with questions, but he trusted her. Once the seat was adjusted, Bobby climbed in then Athena, She lay sideways in his embrace, and her head rested on his chest.

Bobby immediately grabbed a blanket and covered her, making sure she wouldn't get cold. “Honey, what are you doing?” He chuckled softly.

Athena smiled sweetly, shifted into a more comfortable position, then looked up at him. “This way we can hear the rain more clearly. And we can watch the raindrops fall through the sunroof. Isn't it romantic?”

A warm wave gradually rose deep within Bobby's heart. He kissed her forehead. “Yeah, thank you baby. Thank you for always being so sweet.”

The sound of rain echoed on the car roof, clearer than what they'd hear indoors. Each raindrop striking the sunroof was distinctly audible, forming a natural lullaby. Through the sunroof, they watched raindrops gather on the glass before sliding down, leaving beautiful trails of water.

Bobby gently stroked Athena's back, from her shoulder blades down to her waist. Athena closed her eyes, savoring his warmth and sense of security. Bobby's steady heartbeat echoed against her ear, this sound she could never tire of hearing.

“This feels so good.” Bobby murmured, his voice thick with contentment.

Athena opened her eyes to look at him. “Better than listening to the rain alone?”

He kissed the tip of her nose. “So much better. With you, everything is more beautiful.”

They lay quietly, listening the rain and watching the droplets on the skylight. Occasionally, Bobby would kiss Athena's forehead, eyelids, nose, and lips. Athena would occasionally lift her head to kiss his chin or neck.

“I love you, Thena.”

“I love you more.” She replied, her voice tinged with sleepiness.

The rain continued, monotonous yet not tedious. In Bobby's warm embrace, sleepiness washed over her. Her breathing grew steady and deep, her body completely relaxed. Sensing her change, his movements became even gentler.

He gazed down at the sleeping Athena in his arms, his heart overflowing with indescribable love and gratitude. She looked exceptionally beautiful in the dim light, her eyelashes casting faint shadows on her cheeks, a gentle smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Bobby's thoughts drifted back to the past. Those dark years after losing his family, his world had completely collapsed. Every day felt like living in hell, filled with pain, self-blame, and despair. He thought he would never feel joy or be loved again.

But Athena's arrival changed everything. Her love was like a beam of light seeping through cracks, slowly illuminating his shattered world. She didn't retreat because of his past, nor did she leave because of his brokenness. Instead, with her love and patience, she gradually mended his wounded heart.

She saved his soul.

Bobby gently stroked Athena's hair. In his heart, he silently vowed to repay this love. He would spend his entire life loving her, protecting her, and making her happy.

The rain continued to fall, but for Bobby, it was no longer the sound he sought for solace in loneliness. Now the sound of rain became the romantic background music for them, witnessing this tender moment.

He kissed the top of Athena's head, then closed his eyes, immersing himself in this tranquility and happiness. The outside world was full of challenges and difficulties, but in this small space, in this rain, they had each other, and that was enough.

That was more that enough.

The rain gradually grew quieter. Athena stirred in Bobby's arms. Opening her eyes, she found herself still nestled in his warm embrace.

“Did I fall asleep?” She rubbed her eyes.

“Yes, sleepyhead. You slept soundly.” Bobby replied gently, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Athena nuzzled against his chest. “You're so warm.” She murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.

“That's what personal heater for.” Bobby's thumb traced her soft lips before he kissed her sweetly.

Chapter Text

Bobby wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans, flipping pancakes in the skillet with focused care as the air filled with their sweet aroma. It had been nearly two weeks since they returned to Athena's hometown. Samuel's condition had stabilized, and the doctor said his recovery was progressing better than expected, a relief that washed over the entire family.

“Honey, breakfast is ready.” Bobby looked over at Athena sitting at the dining table. She had just woken up, her hair slightly tousled, the sleepy look made Bobby's heart soften. She wore his LAFD shirt, the hem long enough to almost cover her thighs, looking both adorable and charming.

He carried the tray toward her, just setting breakfast before her when she reached out and grabbed his belt. With a gentle tug, she pulled him closer. Without hesitation, she buried her face in his stomach and took a deep breath. He always carried a scent that soothed her, a faint scent of cologne mingled with his own unique aura.

Bobby gently stroked her soft hair, then leaned down to press a tender kiss on the top of her head. “Did you sleep well, my love?”

“Hmm…not really. It would've been better with you beside me.” Athena snuggled into his embrace, her voice still thick with sleep, sounding exceptionally soft and adorable. Bobby never grew tired of these moments, seeing her completely let her guard down, revealing her most genuine and tender self before him.

After a while, Athena finally released her hold. She glanced at the golden pancakes on the plate. Though they smelled delicious and tempting, her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of disappointment flickering in her eyes.

Bobby immediately noticed the shift in her expression. He knew her too well, able to read her thoughts from the slightest change in her face. “What's wrong, baby? Don't you like them?”

“No blueberries...” Athena murmured softly. She especially loved breakfast with blueberries, that sweet-tart flavor always put her in a good mood for the entire day.

Seeing her slightly dejected expression, Bobby felt a pang of heartache. He crouched down, gently cupping her cheeks with both hands. “I'm sorry, sweetheart. I promise tomorrow I'll make your favorite blueberry waffles. Can we having this today?”

Athena met his gentle gaze, and the disappointment in her heart instantly faded away. She nodded. “Okay.”

Seeing her agree, Bobby's face lit up with relief. He stood up, sat beside her, and picked up a fork, speared a small piece of pancake. “Here baby.”

She opened her mouth, letting Bobby feed her. Pancakes tasted truly delicious, they sweet and soft. Though it lacked her beloved blueberries, Bobby's love and tenderness made up for everything.

“Is it good?” Bobby asked gently, wiping a crumb from the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

“Mmm…very good. Thank you.” Athena nodded contentedly, then reached out to gently stroke Bobby's cheek.

Bobby caught her hand and pressed a light kiss to her palm. “Everything for you, my love.”

Beatrice, preparing to go downstairs to visit Samuel at the hospital, unexpectedly stumbled upon this tender, sweet moment. She froze in place, watching her usually strong, independent daughter wearing Bobby's oversized shirt, being fed breakfast like a little girl, her face radiant with contentment and happiness. Beatrice could scarcely believe her eyes. Was this truly the same daughter who argued her points fiercely with her and who so decisive at work

Athena's voice immediately returned to its normal tone when she saw Beatrice. “Good morning, mom. Are you heading to the hospital?”

But when she turned back to speak to Bobby, her voice instantly softened into sweetness. “Bobby, I want another bite.” That tone shocked Beatrice even more.

Beatrice had never seen this side of her daughter, completely relaxed, utterly unguarded. In her memory, Athena had always been independent and strong, rarely showing such dependence even as a child.

“Yeah, I...I'm going to the hospital.” Beatrice stammered, grabbing her bag and rushing out the door. She needed time to process everything she'd just witnessed, a discovery that left her both astonished and bewildered.

Neither of them noticed Beatrice's unusual reaction, completely immersed in their sweet bubble. Bobby continued feeding Athena tenderly, occasionally playfully licking crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his tongue.

“Take your time, baby. No rush.”

After Bobby finished washing the dishes, Athena wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoed, and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. “Thanks for breakfast. Even without blueberries, your love is enough.”

“Hearing you say that makes me so happy, but I'll still make you blueberry waffles.”

“I know you will. That's one of the reasons I love you, you remember every little thing about me.” Athena kissed his chin again.

Bobby gently pressed her against the kitchen counter, cupping her face with both hands as he kissed her deeply. Athena let out a satisfied sigh, her hands clutching his T-shirt tightly as she surrendered completely to the kiss.

“Bobby.”

“Mm?”

“Thank you for coming back with me. I know you've been exhausted these past few days, taking care of me and dealing with my mom.”

His thumb gently tracing her skin. “Baby, we're partners. This is what I'm supposed to do. I'm grateful you let me stay by your side and support you.”

Athena pressed her face against his chest, listening his steady heartbeat. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Bobby kissed the top of her head and stroked her back.

They held each other tightly as Bobby planted soft kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and the top of her head. Athena closed her eyes, savoring his tenderness, occasionally letting out a satisfied sigh.

Halfway there, Beatrice realized she'd forgotten her keys. She sighed and turned back home to retrieve them. As she neared the front door, she caught sight of the scene inside through the kitchen window. Bobby and Athena were locked in a passionate kiss, Athena's hands clutching his T-shirt tightly while Bobby cradled her face in his hands. Completely immersed in each other's affection, they kissed with such intensity it seemed they couldn't bear to apart.

Beatrice couldn't help but roll her eyes dramatically.

Goodness, how long are they going to keep kissing?

She decided not to interrupt them. Athena and Bobby hadn't mentioned any plans for the afternoon, so they'd definitely at home.

Beatrice shook her head and turned away.

Neither Bobby nor Athena had particularly noticed Beatrice had  return. They were completely lost in their own sweet world.

In the hospital, Beatrice sat beside Samuel's bed, still replaying the morning scene in her mind. Samuel noticed his wife's distracted state. “What's wrong, dear? You look troubled.”

Beatrice hesitated, then decided to share her discovery with her husband. "This morning I saw Athena...she...umm…I mean she...she let Bobby feed her breakfast and got upset when there were no blueberries, just like a little girl. And the gentle way she spoke. Goodness, I've never seen that side of her before." Her voice carried disbelief.

A knowing smile spread across Samuel's face. Though the stroke had limited his mobility, his mind remained sharp and clear. “Honey, our daughter is like this because she's found the right person. Bobby makes her feel safe, allowing her to let down all her masks and defenses.”

“But she never used to be like this.”

"Do you remember when she was with Michael? When did she ever relax like this around him? She always had to stay strong, prove she could handle everything on her own. But with Bobby, she finally gets to be an ordinary woman, the one who can be tender, vulnerable, and cherished."

Beatrice thought carefully. It was true. In her marriage to Michael, Athena had always played the role of the strong, independent woman, rarely showing her fragile or needy side. Now, she was completely different with Bobby, like a changed person.

"That's the power of true love. Bobby didn't need Athena to prove anything, he loved her for who she truly was. That's why she could let go of all her burdens and defenses, becoming her most authentic, natural self."

Beatrice nodded thoughtfully. Though she didn't like Bobby, but this man was indeed special, he capable of drawing out such a tender, sweet side from her strong daughter.

Around noon, Beatrice returned from the hospital. She had planned to have lunch with Samuel at the hospital, but Samuel said he wanted to rest for a while, so she decided to go home first and prepare some of Samuel's favorite foods.

Just as Beatrice was approaching her front door, she saw Bobby returning from outside. He carried a shopping bag filled with fresh blueberries. Seeing this, Beatrice felt a warm in her heart, he had truly remembered Athena's little disappointment and made a special trip to buy blueberries.

Just as Bobby was about to climb the stairs, the door suddenly swung open. Athena dashed barefoot from inside and threw herself into Bobby's arms. “You're back! I missed you so much!”

Bobby opened his arms wide and caught her securely. Athena wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, pressing a passionate, deep kiss onto his lips without hesitation. The kiss lasted a long time. He held her close, as if trying to merge her into his own body.

“I missed you. It was only half an hour, but it felt like a whole day.”

“I missed you too, baby. Every minute. But I'm all sweaty, I ran to several stores to get the freshest blueberries.”

Athena giggled mischievously, then stuck out her tongue to lick his cheek, tracing a path from his jawline up to his temple. “I don't mind. I love the way you smell, no matter what.”

“Thena...” Bobby's voice was hoarse, his heart racing from her teasing.

“Hmm?” Athena looked at him innocently, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Bobby couldn't resist kissing her again. They were completely lost in each other's love, oblivious to everything around them.

Beatrice was utterly stunned. Her daughter actually doing something so intimate and sweet. This unreserved expression of affection, this completely image-defying closeness.

Was this really my daughter?

Athena caught her mother's presence out of the corner of her eye and instantly flushed, like a little girl caught doing something naughty. She shyly buried her face in Bobby's neck, refusing to look in her mother's direction.

Bobby felt her suddenly stiffen in his arms. Turning back in confusion, he saw Beatrice staring at them, utterly speechless. His own face flushed.

“Um...good afternoon, Beatrice.” Bobby greeted awkwardly, quickly scooping the bashful Athena inside while murmuring reassurances. “It's okay, Thena.”

Inside, Bobby gently set Athena down, but she kept her face buried against his chest, refusing to look up. “Oh my gosh, mom saw me lick your face. She must think I'm crazy.” Her voice was thick with embarrassment and frustration.

Bobby couldn't help but chuckle softly. “Baby, you're not crazy. You were just expressing your love for me. That's perfectly normal.” He stroked her back gently, soothing her.

“But that was...that was...”

“That was cute? Sexy? I think it was both.”

“Bobby, I'm serious!” Athena tapped his chest lightly.

Bobby cupped her face, making her look at him. “I'm serious too. You were incredibly adorable just now. I love how you show me your true self without holding back. It means you trust me, that you're willing to be completely yourself around me. Do you know what that means to me?”

“What?”

"It means you love me as deeply as I love you. It means you feel safe with me, completely at ease. That's the most precious gift I've ever received."

She stood on tiptoe to kiss him. “You always know exactly what to say to make me feel better.”

“Because I love you, baby. I love everything about you.” Bobby kissed her lips, the kiss deepened gradually. Their lips and tongues entwined, their breaths mingling.

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May stepped out of the room, her phone still clutched in her hand. She'd just finished a call with Michael, who was far away in Haiti. She'd been eager to share the earth-shattering gossip she'd heard at university, but Michael on the other end clearly had his mind elsewhere. His dismissive tone made May feel ignored.

“Alright, Dad, you go ahead and do your thing.” May hung up hastily.

Standing in the hallway, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. The thought of the caramel pudding Bobby had made for her in the fridge made her lips curve upward slightly. His desserts always had a magical power to soothe her.

Bobby sat reading at the dining table. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and immediately picked up on the subtle expression on her face.

“Sweetheart, everything okay?”

May pulled the beautifully crafted caramel pudding from the fridge. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She shrugged.

“You look like you have something to say. What happened?”

May hesitated. The excitement she'd wanted to share had been largely dampened by the call. “Never mind. You wouldn't understand anyway.” "

Bobby patted the chair beside him. “Try me. You know I’ll always support you and care about everything.”

“It’s just...dad isn’t interested in what I want to share. I wanted to tell him about school gossip, but he clearly had more important things to do.” She murmured.

“Oh, I’m sorry. But you can tell me. You have all my ears.” "

“No, I don't want to interrupt your reading.” She shook her head.

Bobby closed his book completely and pushed it aside. “Talking with you is never an interruption, May. I'm always happy to learn about your life, to know what's on your mind. Your matters are important to me.”

May finally smiled. “Alright. But this gossip is really complicated, involving a lot of people.”

“No problem. I can take notes if you need me to.”

May launched into a torrent of the jaw-dropping gossip she'd heard at college. The story involved her roommate's ex-boyfriend, the ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend and a series of tangled love triangles and betrayals.

He listened intently, when May reached particularly dramatic twists, Bobby's eyes would widen, or he'd burst into laughter. And he actually took out paper and pen and began meticulously mapping out the intricate web of relationships.

“Wait, wait.” Bobby raised his hand. “So Jessica and Tyler broke up, but now Tyler's with Jessica's roommate Sarah?”

“Right! But it doesn't end there! Sarah has actually had a crush on Jessica's ex-ex-boyfriend Alex all along, and Alex is now pursuing...”

Bobby drew lines on his paper, trying to untangle the intricate web of relationships. His focus was as intense as if he were handling an emergency scene.

“This is more complicated than any emergency we've ever handled,” Bobby joked, making May laugh even harder.

Three hours later, the sound of a key turning in the front door lock reached them.

When Athena entered the living room, she saw a scene that made her lips curve upward. Bobby and May both wore face masks and eye masks, their heads adorned with adorable headbands. May sported a panda design, while Bobby wore a brown bear one. They sat at the dining table, surrounded by Bobby's densely packed notes scattered across the surface.

“You're home, baby,” Bobby's voice was muffled by the face mask.

“Hey, Mom.”

Athena approached the dining table and saw Bobby had filled several sheets of paper with capital letters, crisscrossed with lines and arrows, as if he were solving some intricate case.

“Looks like you two had a wonderful father-daughter afternoon tea, right papa Bear.” Athena chuckled, Bobby wearing that brown bear headband was just too adorable.

“The best! Bobby listened to all my tea and even took notes!”

“May shared some truly juicy gossip. College romance is way more complicated than I imagined.”

“Mom, you have to hear the whole story! We ordered pizza, you're back just in time!”

Athena glanced at Bobby, Bobby shrugged sheepishly. “Sorry, we got so caught up chatting, totally lost track of time. I forgot to prepare dinner.”

“It’s okay. Pizza sounds great.”

When the pizza arrived, the three of them gathered around the dining table. May resumed her gossipy tale, and Athena found it hard to keep up with the intricate web of relationships. When she lost, she glanced at Bobby's notes.

Bobby's notes were incredibly detailed, not only listing everyone's names but also marking the changes in their relationships with different colored pens. He'd drawn timelines, marking the sequence of each event. These notes showed just how intently he'd listened to every word May said.

“So now Jessica found out about Sarah and Tyler's relationship, but she doesn't know Sarah actually likes Alex?” Athena tried to make sense of the tangled web.

“Exactly! And Alex has no clue Sarah likes him because he's too busy chasing after the new transfer student, Emma.”

Bobby drew another line on the paper, connecting Alex and Emma's names. “Does this Emma know Alex used to date Jessica?”

“That's the best part! Emma is actually Jessica's arch-rival from high school!”

Watching Bobby take notes with such earnest focus, Athena felt a wave of warmth wash over her. Her husband was listening to her daughter's story with the same concentration and patience he applied to his work. Even if this gossip held little personal significance for him, but because it mattered deeply to May, so Bobby was fully immersed.

“Hold on, I need to redraw this relationship chart. This is more complicated than handling a multi-vehicle pileup.” Bobby pulled out a fresh sheet of paper.

“Bobby, you're the best! You're actually listening to all this boring tea.”

“It's not boring to you, so it's not boring to me. And honestly, this is more exciting than any soap opera.”

Athena watched the scene quietly. She saw how Bobby patiently asked for details, how he showed appropriate surprise at the right moments, how he made May feel valued and cared for.

“Mom, what do you think?”

“Hmm...I think honesty is usually the best policy.”

"That's what I think! Bobby said the same thing. He said sometimes the truth hurts, but lies end up hurting more people."

After dinner, May went back to her room while Bobby and Athena cleared the table together.

“How was your day?” Athena asked, gathering Bobby's scattered notes from the table.

“Great. May was feeling down after talking to Michael, and I was glad to be there for her.” Bobby replied with a smile.

“You know, Michael never listened to May like that. Even when we were together, he rarely had the patience for her ‘little things’.”

Bobby paused his work and turned to face Athena. “For May, these aren't little things. Her feelings, her friendships, her college life, these are vital parts of her world.”

“I know. That's one of the reason I love you. You always listen to the kids' thoughts.”

"May and Harry accepting me into their lives means so much to me. I don't want to betray that trust."

“You haven't. You've exceeded every expectation.”

As they lay in bed, Athena held Bobby tighter than usual. Her head rested against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

“Are you okay, baby?” Bobby felt her unusually tight embrace.

Athena was silent for a moment before whispering softly, “I was just thinking...what an amazing stepdad you are.”

Bobby stroked her hair. “Hmm?”

“Seeing you with my baby today...the way you care for her, the way you make her feel loved and heard...it just melted my heart.”

He smiled in the darkness. “May is a special girl. She's smart, funny, strong, full of life. It's an honor to be a part of her life.”

“But you weren't just listening to her. You were genuinely caring about how she felt. When she was upset about Michael's coldness, you didn't try to defend Michael or tell her not to care. You just…be there...”

He kissed her forehead lightly. “Ever since I met your two kids, I understood the responsibility. When I fell in love with you, I fell in love with May and Harry too. They aren't just ‘add-ons’, they're my family. Michael isn't there for her now. I don't want to replace him in May's heart, but I want to make sure she knows that whenever she needs me, I'll be here.”

Athena felt her eyes sting. “Do you know what this means to me? Seeing you love my children like this?”

“I hope it means I'm doing it right.”

Athena held him tighter. “You're doing everything right. You give her unconditional attention and support. You let her know her thoughts and feelings matter, that they're worth listening to.”

"Baby, I'm grateful May and Harry accepted me into their lives. They let me experience the joy of being a father again. After losing Robert and Brook, I thought I'd never get to feel that happiness again. They gave me a second chance to be a father." Bobby's voice grew hoarse.

Athena could feel the emotion in Bobby's voice. How painful it must have been for him to lose his own children, and how crucial May and Harry's acceptance was to him.

“Her words truly matter to me. Her joys, her worries, her dreams, these are what I want to understand and support.”

“That's why you're such an exceptional stepdad.”

“I couldn't have any of this without you, Thena.”

“I love you.”

“I love you forever and ever.” He kissed her lips gently.

Chapter Text

On the drive home, Athena's mind remained consumed by the case. Every stop brought her back details of the investigation, every turn reminded her of clues that might have been overlooked. She knew she was too immersed, but she couldn't stop.

When she pulled up outside her house, the living room light was still on. Bobby was waiting for her, just as he always did.

Dragging her weary body inside, she felt the warmth of home envelop her the moment she stepped through the door. Here had the familiar scent, Bobby's presence, and that sense of security only home could provide.

“Bobby?”

“Bedroom, baby.” Bobby's gentle voice instantly soothing her weary soul.

Athena slowly descended the stairs, each step feeling unusually heavy. Her shoulders ached from long hours at work, her eyes were dry from staring at the computer screen, and she felt completely drained.

Entering the bedroom, she instinctively headed for the safe. This was her first action every night upon returning home, locking her service weapon, symbolizing the end of work hours and the beginning of personal time. She entered the code, placed the gun inside, and closed the door.

Taking a deep breath, and pushed open the bathroom door.

The sight before her froze her in place.

The bathtub was already filled with warm water, its surface dotted with droplets of her favorite lavender essential oil. The pale purple oil shimmered under the light, releasing an enchanting fragrance. Several vanilla scented candles were lit around the bathroom, their soft glow casting warm shadows on the white tiles. The entire space was enveloped in a serene and romantic atmosphere.

The blend of lavender and vanilla instantly eased her tense nerves.

Bobby was crouched by the tub, testing the water temperature with his hand. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms. His focused face looked especially gentle in the candlelight.

“You're taking a bath?” Athena asked, slightly surprised. She knew Bobby usually preferred quick showers, claiming baths were too time-consuming.

Bobby looked up, offering her his signature warm smile. Those adorable dimples always melted her heart, dispelling any lingering gloom.

“This is for you.” He stood up and walked to her, gently stroking the corner of her eye. “I can tell you've been under a lot of stress lately.”

His words brushed her heart like a feather, unlocking the most vulnerable part of her soul Her eyes instantly stung with tears, and a warm wave surged from deep within.

She thought she hid it well. At work, she remained the strong, decisive sergeant, never showing fatigue to her colleagues; among friends, she maintained an optimistic, lively image. But he was Bobby, of course he noticed her subtle shifts. Before him, she could never pretend.

“I don't want to disturb you. Call me if you need anything.”

Just as he was about to leave, Athena grabbed his wrist. Her fingers clasped his tightly, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beat of his pulse.

“Stay.” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.

Bobby nodded gently.

His hand returned to her face, his thumb gently traced beneath her eyes, where dark circles deepened with fatigue.

Then he undid the first button of her shirt.

Without any haste.

He lowered his head, planting a soft kiss on her collarbone.

A wave of warmth spread from the kiss throughout her body. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth and moisture of his lips.

The second button came undone, and Bobby's lips moved to the side of her neck, leaving another tender kiss there.

The third button, the fourth button... each one undone was accompanied by a kiss. These kisses held no desire, only pure love and comfort, as if saying, “I love you” “You're not alone” “I'm here”

When the shirt was fully open, Bobby planted a long kiss on her heart, drawing a soft sigh from her.

“Baby...” Her voice trembled slightly.

“I know. I know that.”

What she needed wasn't passion, wasn't desire, but comfort and the feeling of being loved, the tenderness that allowed her to relax completely.

The shirt fell to the floor. Bobby gently pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. They embraced for a moment. She could feel his warmth, hear his steady heartbeat, smell the familiar, reassuring scent on his.

He left a trail of soft kisses along her neck, starting at her earlobe, following the curve of her neck down to her collarbone.

Next came her black skinny jeans. Bobby knelt, kissing her lower abdomen before slowly undoing the buttons and zipper. The jeans slid down to her ankles, he lifted her feet to pull them off completely.

“You're beautiful. You've always been beautiful.”

In Bobby's eyes, she wasn't a weary sergeant. She was his beloved, the most perfect being in his world.

His hands slid around her back, expertly unhooking her lace bra. Bobby's fingers traced her spine, leaving tender touches across every inch of skin. He planted a long kiss on her shoulder, followed by countless light kisses along her arms.

Each kiss was different, some light as cotton, some deep and lingering, some with a gentle suck, some merely a soft press of lips. But every one whispered the same words: I love you.

Finally, her panties. Bobby hooked his fingers under the edge. As they slipped away completely, he gently sucked at her hipbone, leaving behind an indelible kiss.

When she was utterly bare, Bobby stepped back to admire her breathtaking beauty. Candlelight cast warm shadows across her skin, accentuating her graceful curves and making her look even more alluring.

“Absolutely perfect. My goddess.” " He said sincerely, with a reverent praise.

Then Bobby began undressing himself. As his shirt came off, Athena couldn't help but stare at the muscular lines of his chest and arms, marks left by his work.

When he was completely naked, they stood face to face, unguarded, with only pure trust between them. This wasn't a display of lust, but a communion of souls, the most intimate moment between two people deeply in love.

Bobby extended his hand, and Athena placed hers in his. Together they stepped into the warm tub, the water perfectly tempered, neither too hot nor too cool, as the scent of lavender essential oil enveloped them.

Bobby sat at one end of the tub, arms open to welcome Athena. She settled slowly, leaning her back against his chest, a position that made her feel utterly safe and protected.

His arms wrapped around her as she relaxed completely in his embrace. He gently stroked her arm in the water, occasionally planting a soft kiss on her shoulder or giving her neck a light nibble.

“A cat showed up at the fire station today. A little orange one, no idea where it came from. Fluffy, probably only a few months old.” Bobby chuckled softly. A slight vibration came from behind Athena.

These everyday little things might seem insignificant normally, but right now they were precious, pulling her back from the pressures of work to the beauty of life.

“Hen said he might be lost and wants to contact animal shelters. Eddie joked he was here to apply for the job.” He planted another kiss on her neck.

“Buck wants to adopt it, saying he's always wanted a pet companion. But the cat seems to prefer Chimney. He follows him everywhere, even curling up on his lap while he eats.”

He nibbled her earlobe, drawing an involuntary soft sigh from her.

“You should've seen Chimney's expression. He kept insisting he doesn't like cats, saying Jee might be allergic to animals, but I caught him secretly boiling chicken breast for him.”

Athena closed her eyes, soaking in the calm of his voice, feeling the tenderness he left on her skin.

“So who did he choose in the end?”

“Not decided yet. But I think Chimney's already lost. I saw him searching for cat supplies online after work today.”

They both chuckled softly, their laughter echoing in the bathroom.

"I'm thinking of trying a new pasta recipe. That seafood pasta we had on our last date. I think I should use fresh clams and shrimp, and add some Parmesan cheese."

“Sounds great.”

“I also want to try making a lemon tart. You said you like its sweet-tart flavor. I could try caramelizing the top with a blowtorch.” Bobby continued, leaving a soft kiss behind her ear.

“Whenever I think of a new recipe, the first thing I wonder is if you'll like it. I picture your expression as you taste it, imagine your satisfied smile. And that chocolate souffle, remember? Last time you said it was the best dessert you'd ever had. That made me happier than winning any award.” Bobby smiled.

The water remained warm, the scent of essential oils completely unwinding her nerves. Bobby didn't press her to voice her worries, he simply enveloped her with his presence, letting her know that whatever happened, she wasn't fighting alone.

“Bobby. How did you know I needed this?”

"You can fool everyone else, but not me. I could tell something was troubling you."

Athena turned to look at him. Candlelight cast warm shadows across his face, making him appear even more handsome and gentle. She truly believed she'd hidden it well.

"I noticed your dark circles deepening. Even though you covered them with concealer, I could still see them. Your eyes aren't as bright as usual either, they look tired." Bobby's thumb gently traced the corner of her eye.

He kissed her eyelid.

“Your smile feels forced too. Not as genuine as it usually is. You're trying to keep up that strong facade, but I can sense the exhaustion beneath.”

He began gently running his fingers through her hair.

“And I've noticed more hair on your pillow than usual, and on your brush. And more hair in the drain after showers. That's often a sign of excessive stress.”

Athena froze, utterly stunned he'd noticed such subtle changes, details she hadn't fully registered herself.

“You...you noticed all that?”

Bobby nodded, cupping her face so she could clearly see the sincerity in his eyes.

"You're the person I love most. Of course I notice everything about you. Every tiny change of you, I hold in my heart. When you're happy, I see the light in your eyes; when you're weary, I feel the weight on your shoulders.“ He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. ”When you love someone, you want to understand everything about her, even the pain she tries to hide. I don't want to see you carry all this pressure alone. I want to share your burden and be your support."

Athena felt her eyes well up again. “I'm not pressuring you to share what troubles you. I want you to tell me when you're ready. I'll wait, no matter how long it takes. I just want you to know that no matter what happens, I'm here.” He kissed the space between her brows.

These words opened the floodgates within Athena. She took a deep breath, determined to open up to him.

“We got a case. A murder one. The victim was a young mother, Sarah, only twenty-eight with two children. A five-year-old and three-year-old.” Athena's voice trembled slightly.

Bobby said nothing, merely rubbing the knuckles of her hand, encouraging her to continue.

"She was found in her own home. The children were asleep upstairs, unaware of anything. A neighbor discovered her because her dog wouldn't stop barking. We have a suspect, her ex-husband. They'd recently divorced and were locked in a bitter custody battle. We have motive, partial evidence, even a witness who saw his car in the vicinity the night it happened."

She paused, drawing strength from his embrace and kisses.

“But it's just that little bit missing. Every time we think we're close to solving it, the trail goes cold. I thought I'd found the key evidence, but it wasn't enough for a conviction. Sarah's mother, Maria, calls me and Rick every day. She's not pressuring us, she just...she just wants answers. She wants to know who took her daughter's life, to seek justice for her.”

Her tears fell, dropping into the slightly cooled water.

“Her eyes are filled with despair...she believes in me, believes I can find the truth. But I...I feel like I've let her down.”

Bobby turned her to face him fully. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs gently wiping away her tears.

"No, you haven't. You haven't let anyone down. You're doing everything you can to find the truth, and that's enough." His voice was firm and warm. He pressed a deep kiss to her lips.

"I've seen you handle so many difficult cases. I've seen how you never let go of a single lead, how you fight for the victims and their families. You're the finest sergeant I've ever seen, and more importantly, you have a kind and strong heart. The truth will come out. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but it will. And when that day comes, you'll be ready, because you never gave up."

He kissed the corner of her eye, wiping away her tears.

“I believe in you. I believe you'll find justice for Sarah and answers for Maria. Because you're Athena, and you never give up.”

Bobby's words scattered the shadows over her heart like sunlight. She knew he was right, she couldn't let a temporary setback negate her abilities and hard work.

“Thank you.”

“You don't have to thank me,” Bobby said with a smile, kissing her nose. “This is our vow, isn't it? For better or worse, in sickness and in health, we'll always be by each other's side.”

He pressed a deep kiss to her lips, they gently sucked on each other's tongues. When they parted, his forehead rested against hers, their breaths mingling.

“Now, let's savor this moment. Work and the case can wait until tomorrow. But this moment belongs only to us.”

Athena nodded, leaning back against his chest. Her body and mind relaxed completely, the case details that had troubled her pushed temporarily to the back of her mind. In this moment, only the warmth of the water, the scent of lavender, the gentle glow of candlelight, and endless love surrounded her.

They sat like this in silence, letting time slowly slip away. The water began to cool gradually, but neither of them wanted to break this bubble.