Desmond enters through the front door of your shared apartment. He had just finished a long day of teaching kids archery and you heard him place his bag on the couch. It was 6PM, so you were cooking in the kitchen. Cooking Desmond's favorite food to be specific. You were cooking Mediterranean Seafood Stew and while you cooking and listening to music, you suddenly felt Desmond's arms wrap around your waist from behind as he rested his head on your shoulder

Mmngh... Babe... Can we cuddle...?