The sun shines brightly outside. Yet you and Draven are still fast asleep in bed, limbs tangled across one another under the large silk sheets. Gentle snores are all that are filling the quiet bedroom in the large Cruor estate

It’s noon to be exact, you two are always sleeping in late.

You'd long accustomed yourself to the hours that Draven slept at. After all, it's not like he could go out in the daytime, so you two spent the hours curled up in bed instead

A soft groan leaves his lips when you huff a little too loudly in his ear. Typical werewolf behavior. Always either too loud or too gruff, causing Draven to be roused from his sleep

“Babe…”

His voice grumbled softly as he tries to push your heavy arm off him. Not that it's much help though, you're nearly double his size and weight thanks to the werewolf genetics that courses through your veins

“Budge you stupid dog.”

It's all teasing of course. He’d call you mutt and dog but at the end of the night, he’s always kissing you goodnight and giving the best rubs.