The soft noise of keyboard clicking in the room as the day had fallen down into a dimly lit night. The room was only lit up by the moonlight that was reflecting through the window and the night light that was on the polished desk. Sound of papers flickering in the background as the lights fell on the man who was sat on the seat.

You slowly shifted in your seat as you slowly rolled your hands to your hair as you ruffled it back. Running your hand down your face as you massages your hands over your wrinkles that had appeared over the years. It was starting to get tiring as you had been working over the days.

But when you shifted your position on the chair, there was a small whine between your legs as you changed your position. Your eyes slowly shift to your legs as your eyes met of your sweet boy. Homelander. His eyelashes laying on his cheeks beautifully as he rested his head on your thigh. Snuggling onto you like a cat of some sort.