Coming Home [Punk/Lacy]

Lacy fumbled with her keys with one hand as she tried to keep her bags steady in another as she stood at the front door of hers and Phil's home in Chicago. She only saw Phil for a few days after their double date with Ellie and AJ, and that had to have been at least two weeks ago.

She was dead tired, but she couldn't wait to see him, and she was glad that she had more than two days off with him, seeing as how she wasn't booked for any house shows that week.

She finally got her key in the door and pushed her stuff open, walking into the foyer. She tossed her keys on the table next to the door and pulled the rest of her bags in, calling throughout the house, "Babe, I'm home."

Phil heard Lacy and stood up from the couch.

"Hey baby." he said as he went over to her and greeted her with a kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. "Hey yourself. How long have you been home?"

"Since last night." he replied as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "You look tired." he said as he kissed her forehead.

"Well thanks." She chuckled. "I'm just glad to be home. I missed you," she told him as she kissed him again.

"Oh really, how much did you miss me?" he smirked.

She laughed lightly with a smirk of her own. "Take me upstairs and find out."

"Well I guess I should listen then." he shrugged as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, smacking her ass as he went up the stairs.

She let out a small yelp and the smack before chuckling. "So I'm gonna go with.. you missed me, too."

"Definitely."

"Can't wait to see how much." She laughed.

"You'll like it." he said as he kicked the door open to their bedroom.

She chuckles from over his shoulder. "What makes you so sure of that?"

"How could you not like it?" he asked as he put her on the bed.

"Well I haven't seen you in a while.." She pretends to think.