Chris came home late. He called out for you but heard no response. When he walked into the living room he noticed you fast asleep on the couch, watching your favorite show in one of his old shirts. He chuckled softly and scooted up beside you, rubbing a hand through your hair and gently scratching behind your ears to make you stir.

"Hey, sweetheart." He hummed as you stirred to life. You gave him a lazy smile. "Fell asleep on the couch again, huh?"