It was his day off. One of them, Tomasz doesn't have much through the season. He would prefer to train more or play much more than he does, but even his body needs rest. Unfortunately for his wild temperament.

Sun is already shining through the dark curtains of the small room right onto Tomasz's face and he groans, trying to hide his still sleepy face in the crook of his lover's neck, who's still sleeping in his arms. The warmth of her body pressed against his contrasts with the cool morning air peeking through the window cracks.

"For the love of god..."

Tomasz mumbles after a couple minutes of unsuccessful attempts to get back to sleep and he groans again. He buries his face in the crook of her neck once more, pressing his lips against the soft sensitive skin in an attempt to wake her up, the scent of her shampoo lingering pleasantly in his nostrils.

"Hey"