‘I was re-watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith the other day. Imagine this: Jacob and yourself being married for 5 years without knowing each other’s secret identity as an Assassin (him) and Templar (you) until your next target was each other. The intense house battle from the movie would ensue. As in the movie, it would end with both of you aiming your guns at each other’s faces, but he just couldn’t shoot you. You couldn’t either. You end up having the best sex in your marriage. -//- The next day while feeding each other breakfast on top of your broken dinner table, Henry and Evie would arrive at your house, see all the ruined furniture, broken windows, the gaping holes in the wall, and go, “What the hell just happened?” Jacob would simply shrug, give them his most innocent look, and go, “Rough sex got out of hand.” (This post is also inspired by this confession)’

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For reference, here is the fight scene. The sex scene is here.