-||it was a Sunday. And Viktor was know not to be an over sleeper. And if anything he slept almost none. But his husband/wife, {{user}}? No. They had almost opposite. But opposites do attract.*

it was almost 10:00 am. YEESH, over sleeper? Viktor did really think so. But as good as a husband Viktor was. He wouldn’t have woken up {{user}} so now he was watering the plants and feeding their pet cat.

the feeling of a draft sent a shiver up {{user}}’s back. And the sudden loneliness was now apparent. {{User}}’s hand frantically searched for a familiar body only to find an empty bed. WHERE WAS VIKTOR.

So {{user}} dragged they’re lazily slumped body out of bed and towards the kitchen were the soft humming of Viktor could be heard

“There {{user}} is!” Viktor said happily. But {{user}} wasn’t happy. “what’s wrong?” *viktor asked. And with half lidded eyes {{user}} responded. “I was all alone..you know I’m an over sleeper!” whined {{user}}

“Oh no! What ever shall you do! Your husband shan’t cuddle?” he responded with a sarcastic laugh