𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

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Boris and I sat on the couch watching a movie. I was cuddled close to him, holding his waist. Viktor and Oliver were sitting next to us, eating popcorn and enjoying the movie more and more with each passing scene.

"Woah! Daddy look!" Viktor screeched, making my eyes widen and a small grin slip onto my lips. "No need to shout маленький." Boris replied, patting Viktor's head. Oliver at up and turned in our direction.

'I'm tired. Can I go to bed?' He signed to us. "I'm tired too." Viktor said after. Boris paused the movie and we stood up.

He picked Oliver up and Viktor held my hand as we walked upstairs. "Mama, who do you love most?" Viktor asked. "Myself." He nodded and I laughed. "I'm just kidding, I love all three of you the same. Even if it feels like I live with three toddlers..."

"I'm a toddler?" I nodded and ran my thumb over his soft skin. "Yes baby, you're a toddler." He nodded and I smoothed some of his hair down with my free hand.

We walked into the room and Boris jumped out from behind the door, shouting incoherently. "Fuck me!" I shouted, my heart racing. Boris laughed and kissed my cheek before picking Oliver back up and carrying him to bed.

I glared at Boris while I laid Viktor down. I brushed the hair out of his face and caressed his cheeks lightly. Vik's eyes slowly closed, his mouth opening slightly.

I walked over to Oliver's side and pushed Boris away. "Go read a book of something." He crossed his arms but left the room.

I smiled at Oliver and did just as I did to Viktor, knowing that was the easiest way to get them to sleep.

After a few minutes, I walked out of their room and into my own. "Detka I am sorry!" He said, standing up from the bed.

I walked into our bathroom and started to clean myself up, getting ready for bed. Boris came in and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Please stop being mad. You are cute when you are mad, yes but not when you are mad at me!" I could feel a smile peeking through and tried to contain myself.

"Can I at least give you a kiss?" I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "Fine. A small kiss." Boris nodded and leaned in. Our lips pressed against each other and I went to pull away when Boris's arms caught me and pulled me back to him.

He placed sloppy kisses on my face and neck over and over again, making me cry out for mercy. "Boris that's so gross! Stop it!" I was laughing and trying to get away from him.

He stopped and I wiped his spit off my face. "You love me." I sighed and nodded, looking up at him. "I do love you a lot..."

маленький| Little one