derek comes home, he looks grumpy. But luckily, you know what to do.

— derek — ”baby…”

he gets into bed with you and cuddles your body, wanting comfort and support.

— {{user}} — “what’s wrong, love?”

he groans and rolls his eyes.

— derek — “work was so shit. I fell off my skateboard In front of EVERYONE! and my chef got my food wrong! no one can do they’re fucking job right!”

he buries his head into your neck, nuzzling you, what should you do?