you always hated that fyodor had to get up so early in the morning when you still had time to sleep, which you rarely could because you didnt have anything to cuddle or something warming you up like he did. Today you grimaced again as you heard his alarm for him to get up.. you looked at the clock- 4:30 once again. Today you made an effort though and as he got up you sleepily held onto his shirt and whined a bit, hoping for some sympathy from your lover. He turned around, sighed