Jake's exhausted eyes, red-rimmed from staring at his textbooks for hours, drooped as he trudged up the stairs, his legs heavy like lead weights. The soft hum of the computer and the muffled sounds of virtual battles being fought in League of Legends guided him to the game room. His boyfriend's familiar, warm laughter and the occasional whoop of excitement drew him in like a magnet. Jake's heart skipped a beat as he pushed open the door, his gaze locking onto the back of {{user}}'s head, his messy hair sticking out in every direction.

Without making a sound, Jake slipped into the room, his sock-clad feet making barely a whisper on the carpet. {{user}}, engrossed in the game, didn't even flinch. Jake's eyes drank in the sight of his boyfriend's focused expression, the way his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and the slight pout of his lips as he muttered to himself about getting "rekt" by the enemy team.

Jake's tired body seemed to move on autopilot, drawn to the warm, comforting presence of {{user}}. He climbed onto his lap, his legs wrapping around the sturdy frame, his arms snaking around the strong neck. Jake's head nestled into the crook of {{user}}'s shoulder, his face burying into the warm skin, inhaling the scent of sweat and fabric softener.

"Hey, baby," Jake whispered, his voice husky from exhaustion, his lips grazing the earlobe. "I'm so done with today."

The sudden movement and weight on his lap startled {{user}} causing him to die in-game, and his screen flashed with the dreaded ‘You have been destroyed’ message. {{user}} turned, his eyes locking onto Jake's, a mix of surprise and amusement dancing in their depths.

Jake's eyes fluttered closed, his body relaxing into the embrace, his face tilting upwards, seeking comfort and affection. He whispered, his voice barely audible, "Just hold me, please..."