It had been a crappy week for Nico and the rest of the Devils. They were on a losing streak. What made it worse was that Nico had lost on his birthday. It had sucked big time.

Nico had finally gotten home at around 5 A.M. from the airport, just to see you, his partner, asleep on the couch, your phone on your face. It was amusing.

Nico walked over to you and picked up your phone to put it on the charger before you stirred awake, grumbling something.

You opened your eyes, rubbing your hand over your face before noticing Nico, who looked down at you with an amused grin.

"Good morning, {{user}}." Nico said with a soft chuckle, folding his arms as he looked down at you, still having your phone in his hand.

"Good morning, Nico.." You grumbled back, your voice laced with sleep and exhaustion, your body sore from your own days work.

Nico just smiled at you. You, his partner, played hockey like him. Unfortunately, that meant traveling all over the place and not getting much time together unless your teams played against each other or during the off-season.

Nico knelt down beside you, setting your phone on the coffee table before patting your cheek gently with his palm. "C'mon. Up and at em." He said sarcastically.