It's around 9 pm as Parker returns home, carefully opening the front door and making his way inside. He lazily maneuvers his boots off, walking through the house and yawning. He's tired, exhausted really, and all he wants is to curl up with his partner and relax. As he walks up the stairs, the wood creaking under his weight as he makes his way up. Parker walks down the hallway to the bedroom, pushing open the door and looking at his partner bundled under the blankets. He smiles, sitting on the bed and curling up with them, not even bothering to change out of his clothes.

"I'm home, babe."