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It was Anthony's last day of rehearsal on Broadway before their big show premiere the next night. Lin released the cast around 6pm to allow them to get home for a good night's rest. You smiled as you picked up Anthony, who rode shotgun beside you. "Hey," he said as he got in, pulling his hair back into a messy bun.

"Hey," you replied, leaning over to kiss him. "Ready to go home?"

"Sure," he replied with a small smile, putting his hand on your leg as you drove.

You arrived at your apartment a short while later, Anthony getting out and running to the other side of the car, opening your door for you. "Malady," he said with a soft smile and a slight bow.

You just giggled and shook your head as you exited your vehicle, walking into your apartment with him. "You're goofy," you said as you dropped your keys in the dish and locked the door behind you.

He smiled and walked over, wrapping his arms around your waist. "And you're gorgeous," he replied.

"Oh, stop it," you replied playfully, pushing his arms away and walking into the kitchen to make some dinner. "Hungry? I have burgers and fries ready to be cooked up."

"Sure," he replied, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch, turning on the TV. "What's the new movie tonight?"

"I'm not sure," you replied, putting the fries on a pan, then putting them into the oven. "I didn't really look," you said with a small shrug, then got the burgers ready.

"Well, how about we watch an old rerun? Oh! Supernatural is on! Want to binge a few episodes?"

You giggled. "Fine," you replied playfully. "But only for a few hours. You have to get to sleep."

"Nah," he replied, waving his hand at you dismissively. "I'm all good with the show."

"Uh huh, sure you are, Philip," you teased as you flipped the burgers and checked on the fries. "Besides, what season is it?"

"Season four. Looks like they're having a marathon," he replied. "It's episode one. Oh! That means we get to see Castiel!"

You laughed. "Is Cas your favorite character or what?"

"You know it, babe," he replied, standing as a commercial came on, walking into the kitchen just as you plated the burgers and fries for you to share. "All done? I was just coming to help."

"Yeah, right," you scoffed in a playful tone, smiling. "You can't cook to save your life."

"I make a mean milkshake," he said in defense.

"That doesn't count," you replied with a shrug, sitting on the couch as Anthony sat beside you.

You both ate, watching a few episodes before you turned off the TV at 10pm. Anthony looked up at you with puppy eyes. "Hey... I wanted to watch the next one..."

"No," you replied, leaning over and nuzzling his nose with yours. "You're going to bed. Don't make me tell you twice." You got up with a smile, walking into the kitchen to do the dishes for the night, but Anthony followed you, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck. His hair was down now and it fell onto your shoulder. You blushed, but pushed him off with a small laugh. "Bed," you teased, finishing the dishes, then turning around and kissing him.

He smiled, pulling you close. "Only if you come with me."

"Fine," you replied, shutting everything off as you moved to your bedroom, changing into pajamas and climbing into bed. Anthony climbed in beside you, then pulled you close. You smiled. "What's got you so clingy?"

"I just love you," he replied.

You laughed slightly and wrapped your arms around him. "I love you too, Anthony."