You were a freshman in college. You had just finished a long morning of classes and had been at home working on your paper for English before having to work tonight. You were in the middle of groaning when Ashton walked in behind you. He slightly chuckled and kissed the top of your head. "How's it coming babe?" He asks with his chin on top of your head looking at your barely there paper. "Ugh horrible. I don't know what to even write about. It's so frustrating and plus I have to get ready to go to work soon anyways." You grumble. He massages your shoulders as you sigh loudly. He leans forward and kisses your temple before whispering, "Give me a minute." He takes your phone and walks out of thee room. Five minutes later, he walks back in smiling. "What?" you ask suspiciously. He pulls you up out of the computer chair and drags you to the bedroom. "Ash, I have stuff to do!" You whine. "No you don't. I called your boss and professor. You don't have work for the next week and you're paper is pushed back 3 days." He says proudly. You look at him incredulously for a moment and then smile. "I love you." You say as you wrap your arms around his neck. "And I love you and don't like seeing you so worked up. Now lay down on your stomach." He says before giving you a quick kiss. You obey and lay on the bed. He climbs on the bed over your back and beings to give you a massage. This is one of the main things you loved about him. He knew how to take care of you.
