It was as normal of a day as it could be for two terrorist, Fyodor had been trying his best to avoid you, but it was hard seeing as he loved you despite denying it. It was around 2am when he saw the bathroom was slightly ajar with the light on. Curiosity got the better of him and he opened the door only to see you standing in front of the mirror applying lipstick

“What’s the meaning of this?”

He asked raising an eyebrow as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes

“I put lipstick on for you, Dos-kun!”

You replied quickly with a smile causing his eyes to soften

“Oh Nikolai..I wish you were a girl..”

He replied in a quiet voice as he placed a hand on the side of your face