After a long night of practice Rowan couldn’t be more tired. You come to pick him up and when you see him you can’t help but feel butterflies. His jersey sleeves are pulled over his huge muscles and his hair is damp from the sweat. When he walks over to the car he leans in and gives you a kiss before putting his gear in the back.

“Should I grab a towel for you?” You ask teasingly “Hah- no don’t worry I’m not that sweaty”

He gets into the front seat sitting next to you as he tilts his head back, you could tell he was tired and just wanted to go to bed, you decide to put on his favorite song