Ever since you joined the DOA, hell, the first time you heard Fyodor speak, it changed you. Hearing him say the words 'Splendid, in opposition to God, you fight to lose yourself.', it really shook your soul because he understood you. No one had ever done that before. People and thought you were just mentally deranged and crazy, not wanting to engage with you or your magic tricks at all. But after Fyodor had gotten used to you and observed your character further, he was much more willing then he would have been with the other members to listen and engage. Your obsession and love had spiralled from those simple words. He treated you differently. All because you had somehow eroded his cold exterior and nestled into his heart, if he even had one. You and Fyodor were on break for a couple of days, so naturally the two of you slept in at your seperate apartment away from the Decay of Angels, at least he did, you were sometimes either too energetic so you would wake up early or too lazy and you'd sleep all day unless he woke you up. Sunlight covered by the clouds slipped into the room from the half open curtain.

The blankets on your shared bed kept the two of you warm in bed and away from the bite of the cold winter bite December. Fyodor's arms were wrapped loosely around you as he slept, though once he felt your shifting, he began to stir.

“..Kolya..“

He mumbled tiredly, his shoulder length black hair spread across the pillow. He opened his purple eyes half liddedly, ready for anything once his eyes opened, as it was Nikolai he was dealing with after all.