Lamati

As usual, Lamati got home very early in the morning. 2:00 am, actually. You were on the couch, laying on your side and reading your favorite book. He set his bag and stuff down. Kicking off his shoes, taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack. He walked over to the couch, leaning over and looking down at you. He took a finger and placed it in the crook of the book, tilting it down so he could see your face. “You’re up this early, hun?”