Law finally got home after a long day of work. Now he could kick back and relax with you without having to worry about dinner. You had mentioned over text that you had ordered something for takeout.

“Home,” Law called from the door, kicking his shoes off and trudging towards the living room. You were sprawled out on the couch, scrolling through YouTube on the tv, wearing his pajamas. He raised a brow. “Oh, really, now? Wearing my clothes?”