𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕡𝕤𝕪（𝑏𝑠𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠）

(𝙁𝙮𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧 𝘿𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙫𝙨𝙠𝙮)--𝙇𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙮

I wanted to write something for this man because I am desperately in love with him but I didn't watch the show for him so I don't remember much abt himmm.

(I will be using translate for this cause I don't speak Russian, so if anything is incorrect then I'm sorry)

Fluff

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You were laying in bed with Fyodor, him twirling strand of your hair with his fingers. It was nearly midnight, and the moon shown brightly into the room you two lay in.

You were nearly half asleep, laying on your side facing away from Fyodor while trying to keep yourself awake for some unknown reason. Maybe to have that moment to yourself and your beloved boyfriend. He wasn't one to be super affectionate, so nights like these were rare. He usually was up until very late, or laying in another room. And the business of your two schedules' were enough to keep you from spending a lot of time together.

"Ah. A full moon. How beautiful it is. Isn't it, (Y/N)?" He asked you, which earned him a hum in response from you. He quietly chuckled and softly kissed your bare neck. Shivers nearly ran down your spine.

"I know you're tired. Go to sleep, fighting your tiredness isn't good for you."

You merely shook your head. No way you were going to let this moment go by, it was a moment you wanted to cherish for a while. "I want this moment to last forever." You told him. "Ah, I see. But as you know, all good things must come to an end."

You sighed tiredly.

His fingers continued to twirl around your hair. It felt like he was braiding it too. "Want me to sing a song for you, my love?"

You have him a small nod.

"На краю нельзя лежать" He began to sing. His voice was rather smooth and calming. Sometimes when you had nightmares or when you just simply asked him he would sing songs to you. You never knew what they meant, but you thought they were rather dark but held meaning, considering this is Fyodor we're talking about .

"Или придет маленький серый волк"

With every word coming out of his mouth you could feel your eyes get heavier, yet you tried to resist the temptation of sleep.

"И будет щипать тебя, и будет щипать тебя за живот"

He stopped playing with your hair and wrapped his arms around your waist, his head on your shoulder. He could tell that it was getting harder and harder for you to stay awake, and he lightly grinned at that.

"Увести тебя в лес"

"You should teach me some Russian you know, so I can actually understand what you are saying and so I know that you aren't actually trying to summon the devil or something." You told him almost asleep. What can you say? It sounds like something Fyodor would do. He quietly chuckled at your statement and continued to sing.

"Под ивовым корнем"

Soon, his voice became muffled and your vision started getting darker. Your breathing slowed as you were nearly lulled into a peaceful sleep by the sound of his voice.

"Я люблю тебя, мой дорогой." He said as he finished the song. And that was the last thing you heard before sleep completely overtook you. You couldn't completely make out what he had said, but you thought you should keep it stored in your memory for when/ if you learned what your boyfriend always says to you in Russian. He stays that same phrase a lot and you were always dying to know what it meant. But he would always shrug his shoulders or change the subject.

He knew that you had fallen asleep by know and still kept his arms securely wrapped around your body.

Let's just say that this was a night you both took a mental screenshot of.

I hate that this was so short. Ugh. But I'm running out of ideas here so this was really all I could give you guys. Sorry. If I come back to this later on l will try and fix it.