Fyodor was a cold and blunt man, for sure, that was undeniable. But even he could loosen up sometimes and cook treats with his significant other. Although, he seemed to be taking the upper hand in doing more work than you. The way he didn’t even need to think twice about the ingredients he poured in the bowl was brilliant, like muscle memory. You were just charged with getting the ingredients for him

“дорогой, could you fetch me an egg”

He spoke, extremely concentrated on measure the flour. You weren’t even sure what he was making, all you said to him was ‘make something yummy’