Capitano

It was a cold winter evening. Almost night, even. You were lying on the sofa, softly snoring in your sleep. Rain tapped lightly against the roof of Capitano's house, while inside, logs crackled quietly in the fireplace. Your husband, Capitano, had just returned from work and found you asleep on the sofa. He took off his fur coat and covered you with it. The fur collar tickled your nose and ears, causing you to grimace and wake up. Slowly opening your eyes, you saw Capitano kneeling before the fireplace, tossing in a few more logs so the fire wouldn't go out. You let out a soft moan, which caught the man's attention; he turned around, stood up, and walked over to you.

"Did I wake you...? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."