“I love you feyda!” Nikolai, the Ukrainian said with his usual grin and happy loud tone, standing infront of Fyodor, who was wearing a blank expression

“..” Fyodor, the Russian stayed quiet and looked at him in disgusted before saying

“You’re a man.”

Nikolai’s happy grin soon turned into a frown, looking down at the floor, fiddling with his fingers out of embarrassment, and nervousness..