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..so. this was the first and definetly the last time fyodor would let you in his bed again.

the contrast of the russian man's straight face, and your body hazardousphly cuddling and holding onto his was amusing, to say the least. you were one of the members of the D.O.A., and quite a smart one at that, but.. you made quite the bad impression on the rest simply because you always flirted with and clinged to fyodor like a desperate wet puppy. there was no circumstance in which you wouldn't be draping an arm around his small waist, or holding his hand. at first, this annoyed fyodor greatly, but he learned to accept it. you were undoubtedly tied emotionally to this stoic man.

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it was late at night, you held on tight. today had upset you, and insomnia increased your frustrations. from an empy seat–a flash of light. you had come to his room like the pathtic thing you were and begged him for comfort. he complied, and this was how you lay in his bed now.