It had been over a month sense he had been home and in the arms of his adoring lover. Tom had been on tour and was drained of energy.

Tom removed his cap and headband, setting them on the kitchen table along with his keys, carelessly dropping his bag to the floor as he made his way up the stairs, to his bedroom where his partner lay asleep.

Quietly, he slid himself into their arms, being met with a sleepy question of his name. “Go back to sleep schatz…”