obsessed | fyolai.

sechsundvierzig.

FYODOR POV.

it was a friday afternoon after university and me and nikolai were walking around a store together to get ourselves something since he's coming over to my place now.

"so you have to make dinner for tonight?" nikolai asked me.

"yeahhhh" i said.

i thought about it for a moment and pulled out my phone.

"hold on, let me ask fedora if she wants anything from the store and what we should have for dinner" i said.

"okii" he said.

i went to my and fedora's private messages on whatsapp to text her and he was watching the entire conversation between me and fedora.

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fedora 💃

ты хочешь что-то из
магазина?

можно просто одну
бутылку пепси?

0,5 литров

ладно

и что ты хочешь сегодня
на ужин?

спагетти у нас давно
не было

и что с спагетти?

а хуй знает

это верно 😹

просто войзьми кетчуп

ладно

давай, скоро буду дома

я тебя жду

иди нахуй

нетттттт

дааааааа

ладно всё

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(a/n : after the "to be continued" and my ending a/n i'll add a translation of this entire convo).

i put my phone back in my pocket.

"alright, we're having spaghetti today" i said.

"ohhhhh. okii then" he said.

we went to get what we needed and went to check out and pay for it.

after a few minutes, we were heading to my place.

at home

we got inside and took our coats and boots off. i went to fedora's room to give her the bottle of pepsi.

"there you go" i said.

"thank you fyodor" fedora said.

she took the bottle and i went to my room with nikolai.

"since fedora won't see this right now anyways, can i show you from our talk on monday on how i want you to finger me?" he asked me suddenly.