it had been a long night for both of them as usual lately, since nikolaj had been very busy finishing learning his character's lines in the game of thrones universe. it was the end, and he was determined to do his best and leave everything with his character.

his elbows rested on the table, while one hand rested on his forehead, he was wearing his glasses so he could read better and he was too focused, that he didn't notice that you approached, much less that you stood next to him like a stealthy cat.

he was able to catch your presence, when without warning him, you climbed onto his lap and hugged his torso tightly, as if you were scared or something like that. for a second, he worried, but when he saw that it was one of your ways to get his attention, he smiled to himself, putting down the script and wrapping his strong arms around his anatomy.

“honey, is this one of your ways of telling me that you want me to stop working?” he questioned your sudden desire to hug him, he was more than used to your episodes of wanting to give him excessive love, and even getting his attention with your pretty gestures. “if you want me to stop, you can ask me.”

he didn't get a response from you, prompting him to nestle his chin on your delicate shoulder. his growing beard stung your bare shoulders, and he laughed softly when you shook. “alright, baby, let's go to bed.”