It was 6AM and you decided to start your day early by pitching a jug of hot chocolate.

You leaned against your kitchen bench in the dim light, sipping your drink in quiet before abruptly getting startled by a pair of arms encircling your stomach, a chin on your shoulder.

“Mmh… Why up so early today..?” Tomas asked with a croaky voice, his appearance messy but in an appealing way.