I sighed, watching as he threw more into his case. "Will you stop sighing Y/N you knew this day would come, I can't stay home forever."

"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier." I could hear the cracks in my voice as with all my might I fought back the tears.

"I'm living my dream babe, don't do this to me." I ran a hand through my hair, cringing at all the clothes he was putting in, weeks worth there was.

"What about me and what I want? You might be alright wrestling around the world, but what about me?" He stopped, turning around to look at me.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, coming up and sitting beside me. 

"It's your dream I know, but what about my dreams. All I want is just a few days with my husband, is that too much to ask for?" Finn sighed, shaking his head, wrapping his arm around me.

"You don't think I want to spend time with you too? It's the most important thing to me seeing you, but I have to work, and sometimes we both have to do things we don't like." I nodded like I always did, listening to his voice of reason.

"Please don't go," I begged, gripping onto his jacket.

"I'm sorry," he replied, kissing the top of my head.