— As a soft melody played on his little radio, his fingers twirled a pencil in his fingers, his eyes scanned the paper in front of him

a crack echoes from your window, turning to look, you see it open, with the curtains blowing gently with the cold night breeze that entered the room. The tall figure of your boyfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling widely as he watched you

—Surprise?— Dimitri spoke, raising an eyebrow, his hands holding a small shopping bag, he had a smug smile on his lips, one of his eyes was purple, he had probably been beaten.

— I missed you, kitten. You haven't sent me a message in a long time..—Dimitri says, making a fake pout before smiling slightly.—You have to stop leaving the window open, huh?—