9-1-1 Preferences And Imagines

I Try - Bobby Nash

"Hey" I smiled up at Bobby as he walked through the door. "What's wrong?" I asked concerned seeing his demeanor.

Usually he was happy and bubbly because he was home, today was different. He seemed drained, worn, burnt out.

"Nothing, it was just a long day" he breathed out as he took his work stuff off.

"Go take a shower, get the day off you. I'll start dinner." I smiled getting off the couch and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"What are we having?" He cracked a small smile.

"All your favorites" I grinned pulling him closer to me.

"You're amazing" he smiled fully pulling me against him and pressing a kiss to my lips.

He went off to the shower as I settled in the kitchen. I put everything together to start Bobby's favorite meal. I knew exactly what to do when he's had a terrible day.

"That smells great honey" Bobby said appearing behind me. He placed his hands on my hips and gently kissed my temple.

"It's almost done" I spun around so I was face to face with him and laid my arms around his neck. "And then after dinner I'll help you relax with a massage"

"You don't have to do that" he placed his hands on each side of my face.

"I want to" I smiled as he brought my face to his and gave me a quick kiss.

I finished dinner and let Bobby start venting about what made his day so rough. When we finished dinner he took our plates to the sink while I settled on the couch.

He joined me a few minutes later and relaxed against me. I smiled at the mere gesture of him showing he wanted to be close to me.

I gently reached out and started rubbing his shoulders.

"You really don't have to do that babe" he smiled back at me.

"I told you, I want to. You need it after the day you've had" I gave the top of his shoulder a quick kiss.

"You're amazing" he breathed.

I felt him relaxing against me and it brought a smile to my face. His muscles were tense and knotted from his day. The more I rubbed the more they loosened up.

"Thank you" he smiled turning around and cuddling up to me, his arms around my waist his head on my chest.

I ran my hands through his hair and got more comfortable. I could feel him relaxing more and more as the time passed.

"Wanna tell me about the rest of your day?" I asked still rubbing his head.

He started talking again, venting about his day. I rubbed his head as he continued and would periodically scratch his head.

After he had vented about his day and got it all off his chest I reached down and kissed his head.

"My day is much better now" I felt him smile against me. "You're the best" he rubbed my sides.

"I try" we both laughed lightly.

The rest of our night was spent on that couch talking and cuddling. I knew that as long as he was mine I would try, try to make sure he's happy, taken care of, loved. Especially when he had a bad day.

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