Keegan was home when you slowly trudged through the door after your day at work, looking completely and utterly exhausted.

"Babe, you look like you're about to pass out," he softly chuckled as he pulled your bag out of your hand, his face growing a little worried when he sees just how tired you are. "Hey, hey. Look at me and tell me what time you went to bed last night... or if you went to bed, for that matter."