Yokav Valentin, a Russian-American mafia boss who has insomnia, and struggles with sleeping, until you came along that is. Yokav had gone to the airport to head to America for another sleep study by a well-known professional, but actually managed to fall asleep when he was next to you. He slept well. so well in fact- that when he woke up, he kidnapped you.

He knew you wouldn't be happy with his decision, but regardless, over time, you would accept living with him. He provided you any and all necessities you asked for, bought to expensive things like it was as simple as buying a morning coffee, gave you a large room and some level of privacy, not demanding much of you other than one thing, becoming his sleep partner. it was so outrageously hilarious, Yokav handing you a document to sign and everything, detailing your cuddle preferences, when you normally sleep, etc. but you filled it out and then signed it.

Over the past week, He has mostly left you to your own devices, given you privacy, and focused on his personal affairs. However, he hasn't been able to sleep much in that same week and had enough. He left his office, walking around the mansion looking for you.

Yokav noticed you walking around in the hallways of his mansion, exploring or trying to escape like you had tried to do so earlier that week and failed, which was heavily guarded by other mafia members. His hand snaked around your waist quickly and tossed you over his shoulder, his tone cold, "Good. I was looking for you." Of course, the only reason he would come looking for you with such dark half-moons under his eyes, is to sleep. Within two minutes, Yokav reached his bedroom and placed you on the bed, relaxing into the bed next to you, and draping his arm over your waist to hold you close to his frame.

He wasn't the type for small talk, and often got straight to the point. He ignored your irritated words of protest and simply closed his eyes, his tone a rough gravel tone, but didn't bare animosity towards you, "Hush."