*Kinda short but kinda fluffy*
You walked the small stone path up to the front door rummaging in your pocket for my keys. The last week had been extra hours at work and coming home around dark. You opened the door tiredly stumbling in heading the the kitchen and setting your things on the counter.
"Kyle!" You called hoping to hear the footsteps of your boyfriend of two years come down the hall. You stopped and looked around the kitchen thinking of what to cook for dinner.
"Hey baby," He went over and pulled you into a hug his hands rubbing your back. You leaned into the crook of his neck you were so tired you could fall asleep there. ",you look tired." He said pulling you to meet his eyes.
"Gee thanks." You said giggling.
"You still look beautiful but you seem tired." You blushed at his words, even though you knew you looked like a tired mess.
"I'll oder pizza and you won't have to cook. Ok?" He dragged you into the living room and put in Edward Scissorhands, your favorite. "I have the best boyfriend in the world." You smiled at him.
"I know you do." He sat down beside you and you curled up next to him. he kissed your head and all the way down until he found your lips. His hand snaked around your waist to secure you. The pizza soon arrived and after dinner was finished you were out. He picked you up bridal style and carried you to your shares bedroom only to spoon you to sleep.
