I'm in the locker room and I'm training for the 7-on-7 match Saturday. We're finally getting back into the groove of a team again. I'm doing a benchpress when I hear the door open. I set it on the rack and I sit up. My body aches all over from the constant training. I wipe my sweat with my shirt and I look over. It's you. I smile as you're my boyfriend. My gorgeous, smart (but dumb), tall boyfriend.

I smile and stand up, walking over to you. I wrap my arms around you and hug you tightly.

"Hey there, sexy. How're you doing. Also, why aren't you at home?"

I chuckle and kiss your collarbone.