"Babe you home?"

"Is there music playing?"

"Uh. Yes?"

"Then I'm home."

Conrad laughed, walking into the bedroom he shared with his partner. Aiden was laying in their bed, half under the covers with his laptop on his lap. "Hey babe." He greeted as Con came over and kissed him.

"Rough day at work?" He asked turning down his music slightly.

"You could say that. The little shits don't listen very well." Con replied walking into the bathroom and taking off his clothes.

"Ahh poor pup." Aiden replied.

Once Con had stripped down to his boxers he stepped back into the room. "It's okay. I pulled the whole cop thing on them."

Aiden just stared at him. Slowly he moved the computer off his lap. Con's ears flattened and he took a step back. He knew that look. That's what Aiden looked like just before he pounced.

Aiden stood up, a grin on his face.

"What?" Con asked

Aiden's eyes flicked to his boxers and his eyebrows wiggled.

"What??" Con asked again.

"We match." Aiden said with a stupid grin on his face.

Sure enough. Aiden was wearing the same boxers as Conrad. He couldn't help it. He laughed a little.

Aiden slid up to Con and wrapped him in his arms. "Dance with me?" He asked

"Anytime you like." Con replied, holding Aiden close and swaying with his husband.

"I love you, puppy."

"Love you too, kitten."