Braun let himself into the house, kicked off his sneakers, and got out of his jacket. The house was quiet and dark at this late hour.
"Ain't no mountain high enough," he sang in a mumbling voice.
He knew she always giggled when he sang that song. It was so easy to make her giggle. A silly song with her name in it was all it took. He loved hearing her giggle so he often sang it to her.
He walked through the house and into the bedroom. She was sleeping and he took a moment to study her. Her medium brown hair that went to her ears was a mess from having been in bed for hours by now. He loved her morning hair. It always looked so funny. Like a cute troll in bed with him.
He hummed lowly while undressing himself. He yawned and stretched his body before finally moving over to the bed. He sat down on his knees and leaned over her. He could always tell when she was fake sleeping which was the case by now.
"Ain't no mountain high enough," he sang lowly.
She started giggling and opened her baby blue eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to kiss him.
"You're silly," she said.
"I married a Mountain so I gotta sing your song," he said.
"My parents were hippies," she said.
"Mountain Strowman," he smiled. "I love your name, Mountain."
"I quite like it too," she said.
She kissed him again and then let herself fall back down on the bed. He got under the covers and snuggled close up against her. She yawned and relaxed in his arms. She would fall back asleep fast and he would fall asleep listening to her heavy breathing like many times before.
"Love you, bear," she mumbled.
"I love you too, beautiful," he said.