When I managed to grasp my five senses, the first thing that I’m familiar with is this warm and cozy sensation, like I’m in someone’s arms. I blinked my eyelids, letting my eyes do their task of determining where I am. Then there he is, just a few inches away from me. I gazed at Viktor’s face—wondering what’s the next step I should take after I literally woke up in his arms. Being near him had actually become a part of my routine. Well, almost a routine, if he didn’t stop attaching himself to me over the last one month and a half.
Viktor too didn’t seem to realize that I’ve woken up and was busy assessing something in his hands that looks like documents.
“...Hm?”
Documents?
I squinted my eyes for a bit to get a clearer view of my surroundings because I didn’t have my glasses with me. W
