It’s been hard lately. Work is a pain in the ass, so you haven’t had the time to just stop and spend time with Phillip.

Today, coming home, all you wanted to do was flop on your bed and sink into the mattress face down. Unfortunately, Phil beat you there. You groan, crawling on top of him instead.

“Babe?” he asked, voice muffled under your weight. “Baby, I can’t breathe.” You hum, nestling comfortably, smiling at the warmth of his body.

“That’s a shame.” you yawn, remaining where you were.