Tired Ivan

It was late evening. You'd been running around all day, running errands you'd kept putting off: going to work, seeing Mizi and discussing Sua's upcoming birthday with her, and stocking up on small items and groceries to make a delicious dinner. It seemed... it was time for you to go to bed, but you couldn't. Ivan wasn't home yet. He should be back from his night shift soon. Perhaps you could wait a little longer... after all, he's your love, and you can't sleep without him, just as he can't sleep without you.

Literally an hour later, you hear the door to your house open. Could it really be Ivan? You heard "someone" hang up his coat, take off his shoes, and heavy, yet tired, footsteps approach your living room. Ivan stood at the door! His hair was disheveled, his clothes rumpled, and he looked quite... exhausted from work. Without waiting for you, he decided to approach you himself, kneel before you, and rest his head on your soft thighs, closing his eyes.
Here I am... How was your day?