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"arlo, please you've been at it for an hour," you tiredly pleaded as you rocked your son.
he had been scream-crying and you cannot seem to figure out why. you've tried absolutely everything, from changing his nappy to feeding him. even playing soft white noise. but nothing seemed to calm him down.
you heard the front door rattle and click open. you hurriedly set the crying baby in his crib, deciding you'd deal with him later.
you greeted your husband as he set his briefcase on the kitchen counter of your penthouse in london.
you put on the apron that was hung on the oven handle, tying the back, "i'm sorry dinner's not ready yet, arlo wouldn't stop crying."
draco merely waved you off as loosened his tie and threw his blazer and white button-down into the laundry basket.
"i'm going to take a shower first, hurry and finish dinner so it'll be ready when i come out," he mumbled as he walked past arlo's nursery into your shared bedroom, not bothering to even check up on his son.
you pulled the chicken out of the oven and set them on the pristine white dinnerware. the roasted brussel sprouts were next to be plated.
you placed draco's plate at the head of the dining table and yours at the seat on his left.
you wiped your hands on the apron and attended to arlo. his previous screamings had since died down and were now soft sniffles.
the four-month-old soon fell asleep in your arms. you placed him back in his crib and kissed the top of his head, switching off the lights as you closed the door.
the flat was now quiet, something you had not been able to enjoy since a few hours ago.
draco soon came out of the shower in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.
you waited for him to take his seat to settle in yours.
your husband and yourself sat in silence as you ate your dinner. a bruise on draco's neck caught your attention.
he noticed your stare and cleared his throat, "i must've gotten it during when i was at the gym just now."
you nodded your head silently, "i can get you some ointment for that later."
more silence ensued as you finished your food.
"i'm knackered from work, i'm going to bed now. i would prefer if you slept in the guest bedroom so you won't disrupt my sleep," draco got up from his chair.
