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the everyday life of you and fyodor always kept you guessing.. it made sense, fyodor was an enigmatic individual, and even if you were his romantical partner, there were some things you couldnt always knowm like, when he would get home from work, or how bloody would he come home, this time.. his schemes were never-ending, it seemed. the only constant was the smell of tea, of his books and feel of his arms around you when he did come home at night.. the way the mattress would yield to his weight, and you'd feel it. it would wake you up from sleep, and a small, sleepy smile would grace your face as you leaned into his touch. whether it was 9 pm or 3 am, he would make sure to come and hold you. like,, now.. he smelled fresh, since he had gone and taken a shower after getting home to you, and.. oh- that's where your new fancy bodywash had been going recently, it seemed? he smelled of lavender and coconut. you try to hold in a chuckle as your eyes stir awake.