“You’re just the best boyfriend ever, aren’t you?” you cooed while being covered in kisses. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Calm down, boy. I know you had a wild day, but –”
“I don’t know who you’re in a relationship with: me or Marshall,” Tyler commented, walking out of the living room and into the bedroom with bowl of popcorn in hands. A black lab trailed behind him, causing you to giggle when Cash hopped into the free spot beside you and cuddled against you on the bed.
“Or Marshall and Cash,” Tyler corrected, steering Marshall off the bed. The moment he laid down, the chocolate lab was back on the bed, sprawled across Tyler’s legs with his head rested on your lap.
“Didn’t I just say Marshall’s the best boyfriend?” you cooed, petting the dog behind his ear. You groaned when popcorn started flying and landing in your hair. “Stop that, Ty,” you hissed, knocking his hand away right when he tried launching another piece. You pouted as you had to pull the pieces of popcorn from your hair. “I just washed my hair.”
“I’ll help you wash it again,” Tyler responded seductively, wiggling his eyebrows. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and brought you against his side. His lips found their way to your sensitive spot right below your ear then trailed down your neck, peppering millions of kisses on the way.
“No, Ty,” you protested, squirming against his side. Despite your actions, you both knew that you loved when he did that. You unconsciously tilted your head back to give him better access to the rest of your neck. “Th-The… The movie,” you managed to utter, weakly smacking your boyfriend. “Y-You should… should turn it on.”
“I’m busy turning something else on.”
That crack snapped you back into reality and you laughed, shoving Tyler’s face away. “Set up the movie, Seguin, or else you’ll be sleeping with the dogs tonight,” you teased, but not without giving him a peck on the lips.
“Fine,” Tyler groaned. He kept his arm wrapped around you when he reached over to the nightstand to the grab the remote, pulling you down onto him as a result. “Now, look who’s all over me,” he joked, smirking down at you while snatching the remote.
“Wanna go into the Sin Bin?”
He made a zipping-his-lips motion and sat back up in his spot, keeping you pressed against him. “And what should we watch this fine, Friday night?”
You draped your arm over his stomach and snuggled more against his side. “Well, we agreed upon scary movies for this week, so just pick whatever,” you said. You slipped your hand underneath his gray, Dallas Stars t-shirt and trailed your fingers over his muscles. From the year or so you two had been dating, you practically memorized all the dips and curves that created Tyler Seguin – especially his abs (seeing as he was shirtless over 90% of the time he was home).
“Don’t get scared,” Tyler warned playfully, running his fingers over the exposed skin of your hip in circles.
“I have my strong, amazing boyfriend to hold me if I get scared.” You looked down at your feet and exclaimed, “Right, Marshall?” The dog casually lifted his head to look at you then rested it back down onto your lap. Cash somehow moved away from you and laid, curled up in a ball, besides Marshall.
“I think you’re gonna be the one sleeping with the dogs tonight.”
“It wouldn’t be anything new.”
He sighed, resting his head on top of yours. “True.”

Notes

Request: Can you do a Tyler Seguin one shot where it’s just a normal night in, and your in bed with him and his dogs? Thank you!! :)