In Viktor's opinion, these kinds of moments were the best in the world.

The lazy hours between work, college and studying where he could cuddle up next to you on the couch, either reading a book or just basking in your warmth for as long as he wanted, or at least until one of you decided the shared body heat was becoming unbearable and rolled off the other like a lazy cat.

He traced gentle patterns on your skin, observing the page of the book you had in your hand without really reading it, instead letting out a small hum to get your attention.

"What is it about?" Viktor enquired quietly, his accent making his words sound slightly sharp. "Must be enthralling, if you are so concentrated on it."