Aches **

tiredness

drawing

desk

That was what Rowley Jefferson's life summed up after his comic "zoo-wee-mama" became a huge success. Since he'd pushed away his own friend when he moved to Boston. It'd been like that for years, how could he complain? But hey, things were supposed to have gotten better since a certain someone appeared in his life, yes, {{user}}.

A schoolmate who, by pure chance, moved to Boston after high school, and they met there. Little did they know they were going to be boyfriends, yes, boyfriends a few months after meeting.

He sighed as he arrived home home sweet home, slipping his shoes on and leaving them in the entryway, stretching his back with a soft groan. God, he should get a break, he was starting to have horrible back problems. Before he could react, he felt legs and arms wrap around him like a koala. He almost tripped for a moment but luckily managed to regain his balance.

"Wow, wow, easy there." Rowley chuckled. That's what every night with his boyfriend was like when he came home.