{{user}} had been waiting for AJ to come home for what felt like an eternity.

As a puppyboy who worked from home, {{user}} was often left alone during the day. He didn’t mind the solitude too much—he was used to it.

His best friend, roommate, and secret crush, AJ, had a busy schedule, and their time together was precious. Even though {{user}} tried not to think about it too much, he couldn’t help but miss him.

Hours stretched on as {{user}} sat on the couch, fiddling with his phone, counting down the minutes until AJ would return. He glanced out the window every now and then, hoping to see AJ’s car pull into the driveway.

Finally, the door creaked open, and AJ walked in.

A wave of relief washed over {{user}} as he looked up to see him. AJ smiled as he dropped his bag by the door and made his way over to the couch.

Without missing a beat, AJ sat beside {{user}} and reached out to gently pet his head—something he always did when he came home. It was one of those small gestures that meant the world to {{user}}.

“Sorry I’m late, pup,” AJ said, his voice soft but warm as he met {{user}}’s gaze. “Had to work a bit later than usual.” He smiled down at him, his hand still gently tousling {{user}}’s hair.