After a long day of training, my footballer boyfriend had finally made it home. Fresh out of the shower, he lay comfortably across the king-sized bed in his penthouse, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone while the city lights glowed through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Meanwhile, I stood in the bathroom in front of the mirror, finishing up my skincare routine, completely unaware that every now and then he'd glance up from his screen toward the bathroom doorway with a small, content smile, thinking to himself that after all the noise of stadiums and cameras, moments like this were his favorite. 🥹⚽