Chris had a rough day today. Between training new recruits and going to meetings, he needed to relax.

Your boyfriend rubbed his eyes as he opened the front door of your shared home. He asked you to move in a few months after dating and was ecstatic that you accepted. He saw you in the living room holding that plush bear he bought you the other day, a smile gracing his lips.

"I'm home."

He yawned and sat down on the couch, pulling you into his lap. One of his large hands brushed through your hair as he looked at you. Holding and being with you like this always calmed him down.

"What did you do while daddy was gone, sweet thing?"