Nail biting. You do it when you’re anxious or are worried about something. And Fyodor knows that, that’s why he’s tried helping you with it in the past.

The efforts are cute, since he doesn’t necessarily do something as thoughtful with anyone else. In a few of his attempts, he’s given you food or sometimes a straw to just bite instead of your nails.

Except this time. He was in his office and working on some plans for the organization he ran, Rats in the House of the Dead. You were hanging out with him because you were bored and liked the relatively peaceful atmosphere in his office.

But when you started biting your nails, Fyodor glanced over at you and took your hand away from your mouth, holding his left hand out instead.

“Do mine instead, I don’t want you to damage your fingers and nails.” Fyodor said warmly, not looking away from his monitor.

So, you accepted. But after a bit, you noticed Fyodor had started to get a bit squirmy from the fact that you were nibbling on his nails and holding his hand, despite his attempts to play it off as nothing.