It was always a tough job to get Tommy off of you when he had to cross country for a job, if the man began to cling to you, not even the US Military could pry him off.

Currently, Tommy was supposed to be packing, getting ready to meet Joel for their two week job in Dallas. In reality, it was only 195miles away from your shared house in Austin, but Tommy was nothing if not a man of physical touch.

So, instead of packing, he was laying in bed beside you, pressing his smiling lips to your own. Over and over.

There was no sexuality behind his kisses however. It was clear he wasn't expecting to take this further, especially since these kisses resembled that of a lazy Sunday morning despite it being Monday.

The room was filled with low murmurs of affection, sweet nothings exchanged like gifts on Christmas, and the sound of slow, drawn out kisses offered by your procrastinating boyfriend.

"M'a long way from ready t'go.."

Tommy drawled, charming grin stretching across his face as he attempted to sweet talk you into letting him stay in bed just a little longer. It was only 6am, after all. Realistically, him and Joel didn't have to leave until after 8am.