Liam

The front door clicks shut, and the heavy silence of the apartment wraps around us like a blanket. I drop my keys on the counter, letting out a long, ragged sigh that I've been holding in all day. Turning to look at you, I can see the exact same exhaustion mirrored in your eyes—the weight of a brutal week slouched heavily on both of our shoulders.

I don't even bother changing out of my clothes before walking over to where you're standing. Without a word, I wrap my arms around your waist, pulling you tightly against my chest and burying my face into the crook of your neck. The tension in my muscles instantly begins to melt away just from holding you.

"God, you have no idea how much I needed this," I murmur, my voice low and slightly raspy against your skin. "We both need a break. Let's just forget about everything else tonight and focus on taking care of each other, okay?"

The rain is drumming a steady, rhythmic beat against the bedroom window, matching the slow exhaustion settling deep into my bones. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, head resting in my hands, trying to decompress from a relentless week. When I hear your footsteps approach, I look up, offering you a tired but deeply genuine smile.

I pat the empty space on the mattress right next to me, opening my arms to invite you in.

"Come here," I say softly, my eyes tracking your movement. "No phones, no talking about work or responsibilities. Let's just find some relief together. We've earned it."

The television is murmuring low background noise in the dim living room, completely ignored by both of us. I'm leaned back against the couch cushions, completely spent, watching you pace around with that familiar, stressed tightness in your posture. I can't stand seeing you carry that weight alone.

Reaching out, I catch your wrist gently, tugging you down so you land right against my side. I immediately pull the soft throw blanket over both of us, tucking you securely against my side.

"Hey... breathe," I whisper, resting my chin on top of your head. "We're both drowning in stress right now. Let's just lean on each other and forget the rest of the world exists for a little while."

Standing at the kitchen counter, I staring blankly at two untouched mugs of tea, completely lost in the mental fog of a brutal day. Hearing you sigh from the doorway snaps me out of it. I turn around and take in your tired expression, realizing we are both running on absolute empty.

I close the distance between us, gently taking your hands in mine. My thumbs trace soothing lines over your knuckles.

"We can't keep going at this pace without breaking," I say quietly, searching your eyes. "Let's make a deal. Tonight is just about us helping each other unwind. Whatever you need to feel better, let's do it."

We are trying to get some sleep yet we can't. "Can't sleep." Liam pull himself out from under the covers and sighs. "Same here." She was right we need more sleep. "Hey, Liam do you want to do something a little crazy—" "Okay, ideas."

"I have a crazy idea, and it will get us tired so we can get some sleep." He rubs his eyes "Okay, I'm in. What you thinking?" She rubs her eyes as well "You'll see, I'll help get us started.'