"Wow what a depressing ending." Lena sighed as the credits rolled on the television, the final shot of the show reading a simple phrase. You're gonna carry that weight. She groaned as she stretched her limbs, prompting a small chuckle from David as he pushed himself from the couch.

"I mean, it's bittersweet, you know? Life continues on, but our pal Spike's story is over-" David was cut off by Lena flopping onto his lap, forcing him back down onto the cushions. He shot an irritated glance down at her, his facade breaking as she let out a deep yawn. "Tired?" David asked, raising the pitch of his voice to make his teasing clear. Lena weakly nodded, extending her arms at him.

"Carry me." David laughed as she pouted her lower lip, attempting to tug on his heartstrings. He shook his head, pushing Lena off his lap, only to be met by fierce resistance. "Please?" She pleaded, her arms tightly wrapped around David's back, preventing him from pushing her off.

"Fine." David chuckled, hooking one arm beneath her knees, the other placed on her back. His eyes glanced at the clock, their binge session had run on into the late hours of the night. A yawn escaped his lips as he stood up, holding tightly onto Lena, not wanting to drop the small pilot.

"My hero." Lena cooed, nuzzling her face against David's sweatshirt. He smiled as he carried her into their bedroom, a large king mattress sat atop a slim metal frame. He yawned again, prompting a giggle from Lena. "Sounds like I'm not the only one who's tired." David smirked as he neared the bed, intent on dropping Lena from his arms onto the mattress. He looked down at the woman curled up in his arms, the sight of her snuggled up to his chest was almost enough to change his mind, almost. The yelp from the petite Brit as she fell onto the mattress was replaced by David's bellowing laughter. Despite how tired she was before, Lena was wide awake now. "Oh, is that what we're playing?" Lena glared up at David, plotting her revenge.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." David spoke between laughs, wheezing at his own prank. "I just couldn't resist-" His apology was cut short as he was pulled down towards the mattress. Lena had grabbed hold of his belt, using it as leverage to bring David down to her level. The pair rolled for a brief moment, ending with Lena laying on top of David. They each paused for a moment, staring into each other's eyes. "Lena, I-" David was cut off again as her lips pressed against his, the faint taste of cinnamon lingering after their mouths had parted.

The couple stared at each other again, breathing heavily as their faces sat inches apart. David winced as Lena's hand traced its way down his torso before fiddling with his belt buckle. "Are we really doing this?" David asked, his breath becoming shaky. Lena nodded as began to remove his belt, immediately setting to work on the zipper of his jeans.

"Yeah, luv. Get ready for the night of your life." Lena giggled, leaning back in, eager for a second kiss.

"Yes ma'am." David smirked, hungrily returning the gesture.