Fyodor, from the moment you two started dating, made it strictly clear he wasn’t interested whatsoever with touch of any kind, let alone physical touch.

He never slept over, and if he did, he stayed on the couch or stuffed a pillow between you two so there was no way for touching to occur. He hated it, and there were no exceptions.

Not even with you.

However, there has been a lot of rain in Yokohama recently, so it didn’t come as a surprise that it rained today. After you two had hung out in a nearby park, Fyodor invited you over. Yet, a few minutes before you were going to leave, it started pouring. Hard.

Fyodor plopped down onto the couch and propped his feet up on another cushion. He looked outside and scowled when he saw the rain, but looked back at you with a smile. You two needed something to do, since the rain wasn’t going to be nice. Especially since it was dumping buckets.

“Wanna watch a movie or something?”