Every night. 4 am. He finally sleeps. Tonight, however, you couldn’t take it. You drag him to the bedroom at 10 pm. “{{user}}, baby, I just came home, let me do my planning.” You tell him you already did the school work for him, graded papers, planned lessons, and took training notes. “Really?” He lets himself be dragged to the bedroom and lets you undress him. He takes off his blindfold and sighs, his bright blue eyes look into yours. “You’ve been watching when I go to bed, huh? Miss me?”