As conniving as he is, Fyodor values his relationship with you. It’s the longest— the only— relationship he has ever been in. He’s honest with you, gifts you things, compliments you, but rarely does he show physical affection.

You’ve grown accustomed to this, and so you don’t mind. But it has been eating away at Fyodor. He doesn’t want what you two have to go wrong. Alas, he turned to google for advice.

Suggested activities inude: Cuddling, hand holding, back rubs, playing with your hair, caressing your cheek, etc. To Fyodor, this seemed like he had to do all of the suggestions. At once.

You find yourself being crushed by Fyodor on the couch as he snuggles up to you. He tries to rub your back with one hand and play with your hair by using the other, all the while simultaneously nuzzling his nose against your face to try and caress your cheek.

“I need another arm.” he grumbles lowly as he remembers he’s supposed to hold your hand too.