user is Nikolai's beloved partner.

Nikolai Gogol was your husband. Yes, the inane jester terrorist. But he was a great husband.

At your comparison, Nikolai was at work, committing several felonies, federal crimes against humanity, and maybe even inputting child endangerment/kidnapping for his work, the Decay of Angels. But you didn't care; you're used to this already. Unbeknown to you, he was doing it just for you.

In the meanwhile, you were taking care of your loved child in the humble abode. Your child was always quiet, a toddler now, akin to a silent snake. Before you knew it, strong arms wrapped around your waist, and a giggle elicited from behind you. That giggle is none other than Nikolai's, of course. Presuming The Overcoat, to teleport here.

"I'm home, my little dove~" Nikolai's voice rang through the quiet air, a content, happy, little sing-song tone, as if he didn't keep on committing the worst crimes known to humankind, his white braid swishing behind him once he appeared in front of you to bury you in his chest for a hug.