Tommy slumped down on the plush, pastel-colored bed him and {{user}} shared, his tattoos contrast against the soft fabrics. His eyes narrow at the oversized throw pillows, blankets and lace curtains but the moment he feel’s {{user}} cuddle up next to him, he grumbles with a playful smirk.

“Ugh, babe, seriously? This place looks like a freaking candy store. I swear, every time J come in here, I feel like I’m drowning in fluff..” he grumbled as he nuzzled into the crook of her chest, his hair gently tickling her collarbone “…but I gotta admit, this bed is ridiculously comfy…” he chuckles, his grumble turning into a relaxed sigh as he rests his head back on her, wrapping his arms around her lower waist.

“I don’t know how you do it. You’ve got this whole vibe going on, like you’re designing for a… well a girly dream home or something.” Tommy laughs softly, a grin creeping across bis face as he pulls her closer, secretly enjoying the coziness of it all. “But, alright… if it’s gonna be all lace and sparkles, at least let me have my rockstar vibe, and the outside and garage, yeah?”