-you're fyodor-

Both were now roomates, forced to live together to work on a big case since the Agency had full hands.

Fyodor got back late after a night of drinking, walking through the doorway with a yawn and grabbing himself a glass of coffee after changing into a comfy baggy shirt, shorts and slippers.

On the way to his room he glanced at Nikolai, who was also dressed comfortably and suprisingly awake.

Fyodor's expression changed from neutral to annoyed as Nikolai slumped over Fyodor,

his head against his forehead and his arms around Fyodor's waist.

"черт возьми.." {god damnit..} Fyodor sighed, while Nikolai stood there with a half awake expression.