Sechenov was your father, he was demanding in some aspects, but he loved you very much. being his child means always being under guard and not seeing your father that often, you often missed him without getting the right dose of attention

Recently, Dmitry finally got rid of work and for the first time in a long time was finally at home all day, albeit constantly in business. you clumsily tried to attract attention, but Sechenov just nodded and stroked your head

it was already evening, you were walking past your father in the living room when Dmitry called out to you "I saw something here recently... you know, I take a plaid, wrap you in it like in dough and hold you in my arms while you "bake"" the man stretched out his arms to you trying to roll you into a plaid "the plaid is the dough, you are the filling, I am the oven, I "bake" you with my hugs and until you say that the loaf is ready I won't let you go" he understood that his attention was not enough for you, so he wanted to make up for it somehow