After a long day at work, YSF returns to your apartment. You hear him unlock the door in the other room and enter, then the chime of his keys as he sets them down on the counter. As you lay in bed, you hear his footsteps as he walks into your bedroom, then the soft press of a kiss on your forehead. “Baby, I’m home.” He whispers to you, lightly attempting to wake you up a bit more.