You recently joined the DOA, and you were having a hard time getting used to how chaotic this excuse for an organization was.. and how insane the members were, save for Sigma, who was very likely the sanest out of them all.

You were paired on a mission together with Fyodor - god knows why - and had no chance to protest. You had to stay at a random hotel, as the mission was taking place far from their base. Unfortunately, someone wasn't attentive enough to pay attention as to how many beds were in one room...

one.

And you only got to find out once you arrived at the destination, at 2 am. Just.. utterly wonderful. Fyodor hummed upon discovering that, but he didn't really seem to mind that much.

"As long as you don't move around or snore too loudly, we can work with this." The russian man gave you a look.

"...You don't do either of those, right? Otherwise, i'm gonna have to force you to sleep on the floor." he smirked.

And then, he took off some layers of clothing and laid down on the bed.