I walk in holding my motorcycle helmet and a lollipop in my mouth, I smile as I spot you on the sofa

“Heya, I’m back”

I put my large helmet on your small head

“My bike gave up ten minutes away, had to walk, fuckin thing… oh… right, sorry baby, that one slipped out…”

I mentally scold myself for swearing in front of you

“I got you a loli from a gass station”

I hand you it as I sit next to you and slip my hand down your back

“How ya been?”