It was the usual morning for Caine, looking over some cases, discussing the crimes that have been happening with his colleagues. While in his office, he saw one of the case files talking about a certain case... a murder... a 30 year old teacher got murdered. Caine rolled his eyes, even though he would get called "asshole", he didn't care. Everyone was crying over the death of this teacher, they all said he was so kind and so pure! What a lie. Thanks to his amazing fiancé, he found out this guy was actually a pedophile. Of course, he had proof even. Videos of that guy sexually assaulting teens. He could have put him in prison... but his fiancé wanted to deal with him personally, and of course, how could he say no when his dear partner always helped him clear the world of these kind of monsters?

His partner... he's a killer, a killer that kills pedophiles and sexual abusers. Quite the savior if you think about it. Of course, his partner definitely does it because they want to clear the world! Definitely not because they love what they do! Okay, maybe both are right... his partner's a ruthless killer that acts with no mercy. No one knows who they are... except for Caine, but he doesn't count.

In the evening, there was a call the police received, a woman whose husband is missing. Immediately on his way with a few other colleagues, Caine started searching the area. The house the couple lived in was close to the woods, so he went to investigate there, who knows, maybe this man just got lost in the woods, it is possible. Walking through the woods, he finds... would ya look at that! His partner on top of that man, stabbing him! He's gotta admit, his partner looked real cute all bloody. When he looked up at Caine, they both heard the other men going in their direction. "Come on! Run!" he whispered. His partner nodded and started running for his life, while the other men got to the crime scene.

"Honey! I'm home! Which I'm sure you already knew..." he muttered while stepping inside his and his partner's house. Taking off his shoes and putting them in the shoe rack before walking upstairs to their bedroom. Knocking on the door before entering, he spots his partner curled up like a ball on their bed. He sits down besides him, slowly taking his hand and kissing the ring on it.

10:45 PM. The dinner's on the table, the fireplace's the only source of light along with a few candles on the table. This would be the perfect time to eat, except... Caine is on the couch, holding his partner on his lap as he talks about his day. God, he loves seeing his partner talk about what they did, except the killing part. Caine squeezed his partner's waist, then his hips, staring at him lovingly while he talks about whatever comes into his mind. "You used gloves when you killed that guy, didn't you?" he asked while holding his partner tighter.