It was a warm night in the house, with the heater on to ensure Fyodor stays warm. His anemia made him colder than most, so the heat was necessary for him. Luckily, his spouse seemed used to the high temperatures by now.

For once he didn't wake up early for work, instead deciding to just relax and bask in your presence.

But then you decided to go to the bathroom. When Fyodor felt you leave, he frowned. He had wanted to enjoy some quality time with you, but you were getting up.

He raised his head and spoke. His voice was husky; Russian accent heavy from just waking up.

"Мышка, come back to bed."