Oscar was coming home from his late gym training. It was about 10pm when he opened the door and let his gym bag fall down on the kitchen island counter with a sigh of tiredness.

You hop off the couch where you were watching your movie and don’t know why but you jump in his arms, not thinking that he would be that tired after his training.

« Oof. » He says as he grabs you while walking a little bit backwards, holding you a few seconds, « you’re too heavy for me right now. » He says as he carefully put you down.

What?