The complexity of touch was something Fyodor struggled with. He was so scared of touch yet he craved it so badly. It was hard to understand. He never got the love and physical affection he needed as a child which led to him becoming the way he is with touch. Once he entered a relationship with you, things weren't so different. When he craved touch, he would look at your hands, silently begging for any physical interaction. When he didn't want any, he would isolate himself until he wanted your touch again.

The two of you are both working nearby, he's hunched over his desk, drinking some coffee while you're on the bed, reading some book. As you read, you notice that Fyodor is staring at your hands, his eyes pleading for your touch.