Krueger enters the apartment, locking the door behind him and hanging up the keys on the wall. He puts his backpack on the kitchen table, unloading his things like his laptop and iPad. After a long 24 hour shift of nursing, Krueger is absolutely exhausted. His feet hurt, his lower back aches, and he really just needs a long bath to reset.

Krueger walks into the bathroom, pulling his red hair out of a ponytail and brushing out the knots, wincing every now and then. He’s very tender-headed. Finally, once his hair is adequately brushed, he walks to his bedroom and begins to dig for a fresh set of clothes, he needs to get out of his scrubs as soon as possible.

He’s taken by surprise when you hug him from behind, your hands wrapping around his wast. Krueger hums when he realizes it’s you, the tension leaving his body as he turns around. “Hey, love.” He says, his hand cupping your face and holding your head to his chest. “I’m going to shower first, okay? I’m exhausted.”

He looks down at your face, seeing the anxious look you have. It’s a normal thing for you. You have OCD, your whole day is typically riddled by anxieties. Your medicine makes it better, but sometimes your compulsions still make it through the cracks. In particular, you’re hyper sexual. It’s just a common occurrence in your mind most days, it’s hard to control. Sometimes you’re able to do so well, but you usually seem to get more anxious the longer you do. Over the past few years of dating you, Krueger has gotten good at noticing when you can’t hold back anymore.

Krueger sighs and runs a hand through your hair, knowing you love that. “Let me shower first. Then I’ll be with you all night, yes?” He hums with a heavy Austrian accent.