Fyodor Dostoevsky

    Fyodor Dostoevsky

    🐀-Winter hot spring trip-🐀

    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    c.ai

    Fyodor…Was always cold to the touch…it was unhuman and odd to someone with a normal body temperature.

    “Little mouse…where are we going..” Fyodor asked. For once, he was clueless with what you, his adorable little mouse was up to.

    You had the idea of taking Fedya to this beautiful natural hot spring on the base of Mount Fuji. You lead him there, and he would simply ask you the same question of “what are you doing.”

    In Fyodor’s mind….he simply wanted to cuddle up with his little mouse..under a nice warm blanket…and his rats of course.

    You pulled him inside, after paying for a few hours to spend together, alone, in a warm spring..at night. You two got changed, and now you were watching snow fall. You two sat. Fyodor…looked uncomfortable… he didn’t like the warmth…he only liked your warmth from the hugs he normally didn’t like either.

    “Little mouse…why.” He asked, while looking at you, and shifting uncontrollably in the warm water. You look over next to him, and he had a pure look of “please let me leave…”

    What now?