There was nothing so beautiful as being inside when it outside was snowing. But it was rather lonely, with Hvitserk already all day helping his little bratty brother out you didn't saw him except for this morning. Given you needed get out early tomorrow morning there wasn't much time for him left to come home and see you before you head to bed. You threw a glare outside before hitting his number on your phone and waiting for his voice. If he didn't left it would take him hours to get here in that weather.

'Babe.' He greeted you. His voice sounded far away, what meant he was in his car.

'Where are you?' You asked.

'Heading home, just left from Ivar his place, it will take me some time in this weather.' You heard him curse and your glare became a little more worried.

'Be careful, please.'

'I always am. Don't wait up for me, if I get stuck or worse I call you.'

'Don't you dare call me.' You reacted, not wanting to hear him being stuck or worse. He chuckled, telling you he loved you before all his concentration went back to the road and you felt lonely again.

It was somewhere around midnight that you were pulled out of your sleep by Hvitserk crawling into bed. He wrapped his freezing cold arm around you and you jumped.

'Hvitserk,' you started half a sleep from the cold. 'you have so cold.' He chuckled over your statement as he pulled you closer.

'That is where I have you for, to warm me up.' He taunted, pushing his lips in the curve of your neck. You muttered something about glad that he was home before you slowly fell back asleep in his arms.

It was around 6.30am when your alarm went off. You forced your eyes open, an hand reaching for your phone as you stroke the alarm out, yawning in between acts. You hated working on saturday's, given the snow you hadn't much time to prep yourself. You moved but Hvitserk stopped you, wrapping his arm tighter around your waist.

'Hvitserk.' You yawned again, trying to peel his fingers from your body.

'No, I'm not letting you go. It's to early to get out of bed.' He said with that husky morning voice, you loved his husky morning voice.

'I need to get to work.'

'Call sick.' He immediately proposed. You turned on your back, looking aside to him, he had his eyes closed. But every time you tried on getting loose his grip became tighter.

'Hvitserk.' You said in despair, feeling his lips against your collarbone, your neck while they softly traveled up to your lips. You muttered in protest before he kissed you.

'It's to early.' He repeated himself. 'Besides, I'm hungry.'

'Then get out of bed and make yourself something to eat.' You reacted. He opened his eyes with that devilish smirk.

'Not hungry for food.' He explained. Your mouth dropped open, feeling his fingers sliding over the little bare skin between your shirt and shorts.

'I have to work.' You breathed out.

'Call sick.' He repeated himself, slowly, like a snake hovering over you. You willingly let his body slip over yours while he places kissed on your neck. You caved, grabbing your phone and looking for the number of your boss. It was hard to concentrate with Hvitserk all over you. When you phone went over you laid your hand over his mouth to stop him. He bite softly in your fingers and you gave him a warning look. You're boss picked up, you explained him the whole situation, looking how Hvitserk grabbed your hand and started kissing your wrist all the way up your arm. You had to do your best to keep a neutral face when your boss told you to get better soon. The moment you laid down your phone Hvitserk attacked you, devouring your lips with his own while his body settle between your legs, his weight leaving a sweet sensation through your body. 'Good morning by the way.' He chuckled, kissing you neck. You started laughing, shifting you body under his, making him growl softly.

'Definitely.' You approved.