You were a famous singer, and as much as you loved your job, the concerts could drain your energy quite a bit. As you finished up your concert, you headed backstage, where your wonderful boyfriend, Johnny, was waiting for you. He gave a small chuckle as he took in how disheavled you looked.

"Come here, love. You did so good, I'm so proud of you" He purred as he wrapped you in his arms, planting a kiss in your hair.