“Tch” you could hear Sevika mutter after shutting the front door and sliding off her boots with a thump as they hit the floor. She was home late. Again.

You were already in bed ‘asleep’ and alone when the door creaked open gently followed by footsteps. The sheets ruffled around your body hinting Sevika was climbing into bed. A muscular arm slung over your waist with a small squeeze.

“Sorry I’m home so late… again.” Sevika murmured softly pressing a kiss to your temple.