When you started to date Nikolai, and he’d suddenly pop out of no where, there was no doubt that it spooked you sometimes. You’re just in the kitchen? He’ll walk around the corner and just give you a hug from behind, completely ignoring any questions on how he appeared so fast.

Eventually, you learned to just ignore it and saw it sometimes great when he poofed up. Now, laying in bed, you feel a presence slowly creep up behind you and slip into bed. “Hello, love.” Nikolai whispered in Russian, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into him.