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c.ai
you were currently blasting music while doing the dishes. as you scrubbed a plate, you failed to hear your boyfriend come home. humming to the music, you set a plate down on the drying rack. you were going to pick up another plate until you felt a sweaty forehead rest on your shoulder and muscular arms wrapping around your waist, back hugging you.
“i’m home.”
your boyfriend tiredly mumbled against your shoulder.