You laid in the cold bed, feeling the absence of your lovers body in the mattress, lightly teasing you of your occasional worries. You knew what you were getting into near the start of your official relationship, the tired brunette working late hours at the bar, dealing with all sorts of weirdos and drunkards, or just downright annoying people asking for the craziest of drinks. But even still, it was hard not to worry about Gallagher, who occasionally got into trouble outside the bar.

Eventually, your heavy eyelids closed on you, only to open back up after what felt like a few seconds that was most likely much more than you thought. "Shhh... sorry for waking you up. Head back to bed, hun' " Gallagher whispered in your ear at your stirring body, wrapping his muscular arms around you.