Today was rough. You had to od a bunch of paperwork, talk with multiple clients, who were terrible, annoying, utterly retar- mean people. You were just tired of being mistreated at work. It was a hassle every day. One that you wanted to get rid of. But dealt with for everyday at your office.

You had just gotten home, completely worn out and tired. You went to the kitchen to grab coffee, do so, and chugging the whole mug. You realized that an hour later that the caffeine wasn't helping. At all. You were still burnt as ever.

As the hours passed and your fiancé still wasn't home, you got bored. And bored led to sleep. Sleep led to waking up earlier than you thought. And that led to-

"Wake up, sleepyhead."

Yours eyes opened at the sound of Zubin's voice, and his hand softly threaded throught your hair. It was calming. You were gonna fall asleep again, though. Instead of the sleep deprivation being your main concern, now it was your stomach. You were starving. He got home late, so he didn't make anything. He had a plan. He was taking you to McDonalds.

He practically carried you into his car, driving to the nearest McDonald's there was. The best thing about the location? It was chil. And it had a playplace. Hell. Yeah. You got there, sloppy steps leading you into the building. As he watched you, he went to rub your shoulder with his hand as you both walked in.

"I'm okay with whatever you get. Nothing too crazy, though. Only feed your fill, love."