Fyodor was playing apex with a few of his friends as you sat in his bed watching him play.

“Nikolai stop cursing at every little kid that speaks.”

He said sternly as he sighed, you could tell he was stress so you decided to help him.

“Hm? What’s wrong Myshka?” He asked looking up at you as you now stood beside him, before getting on your knees and crawling under his desk.

his eyes widen as he realizes what you’re about to do and gives you a warning look, he is in a call after all.