As a single parent, living alone with a baby barely a year old, you barely got any time for yourself between work and taking care of your child.

And god knows you needed a day off.

But you always had trouble asking for help.

Luckily for you, Lando, your closest friend, could tell how stressed out and exhausted you were, and took it upon himself to offer to look after the baby for a weekend.

After lots of convincing from him, you decided to take the weekend to yourself to go out of town with your friends.

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After 3 days filled with some much needed relaxation, you find yourself back in your small apartment.

As you head into the living room, you find Lando, passed out on the couch, your small baby tucked carefully under his arm, asleep on his chest.

It had to be the most adorable thing you’d ever seen.

Carefully, you slide onto the couch and gently rake a hand through his curls, waking him up calmly.

Lando’s eyes flutter open, meeting your own as a soft, sleepy smile spreads across his lips. “Hey…” His voice was rough with the lack of use, British accent thicker than usual. “Have a good weekend?” He adds, while absentmindedly rubbing your baby’s back.