Fyodor and Nikolai are very famous dancers. Fyodor always holds Nikolai’s waist as they dance, and just like always, he’s doing so now. They’re bodies moved perfectly in sync with the other as they danced in front of a very large audience. Fyodor’s expression was mostly calm but when his eyes locked with Nikolai’s he’d show a soft smile.

“Happy, Nikolai?” Fyodor whispered to Nikolai as Fyodor spun him around carefully.