𝖬𝗒 любовь, 𝗆𝗒 солнце, 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽

chapter 4

After ending the call with his mother, Fyodor couldn't contain his excitement to share the news with Dazai. Upon entering the room, the sound of clinking utensils and the sweet aroma of baking drew him towards the kitchen.

"Ivan, could you pass me the bowl of strawberries from the counter?" called out Dazai.

"Sure thing, baba!" responded Ivan as he eagerly fetched the bowl of succulent strawberries and brought it over to Dazai, who was carefully preparing a luscious cake mix in a large bowl.

Fyodor smiled as he watched his son and husband baking together. He walked over to Dazai, embraced him from behind, rested his forehead on Dazai's shoulder, and wrapped his arms tightly around his lover. After a few moments, he rested his chin on Dazai's shoulder.

“What are you two making?” he finally asked.

“Strawberry Cake,” Dazai answered. ‘Ah,’ Fyodor thought to himself that the strawberry cake was something that Dazai and his father used to make together before his father passed away. Dazai cherished this memory and now, at 22 almost 23, he associated it with his sons.

“What's the occasion?” Fyodor questioned. “Well, since Shi has been working hard, I thought it would be a good idea to make him a cake!”

Strawberries are Shi's favorite, which is why Dazai is making the strawberry cake – the love for strawberries runs in the family, and Shi shares this love of strawberries with his grandfather.

“It looks delicious,” Fyodor stated. Although he isn't fond of sweets, the only time he indulges in them is when Dazai makes them.

“Mhm..” Dazai continued mixing the cake mix, after a while of making the ingredients, all he had to do was cut the strawberries while the cake was baking in the oven.

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“And done!” Dazai exclaimed triumphantly as he carefully placed the final strawberry on top of the cake. The cake itself consisted of two moist layers filled with juicy, sliced strawberries and luscious icing. Its surface was elegantly coated with a delicate baby pink frosting, adorned with a generous arrangement of fresh, vibrant strawberries.

By the time the cake was finished, Ivan had fallen asleep, “it looks delicious, my love.” Fyodor kisses Dazai on the cheek. “Why thank you!” Dazai returns the kiss on the cheek for one on the lips.

Ivan was asleep in Fyodor's arms. Dazai picked up the cake and set it in the fridge, “now we wait until tomorrow~” Dazai stated cheerfully 

Dazai rests his arms on the counter well Fyodor went to put Ivan to bed. Dazai thinks for a moment, “I wonder how Eli and Samuel are doing…”

“I'm sure they're fine” Fyodor had said as he walked back into the kitchen, Eli and Samuel are two teens they had adopted but they are in Korea because both of them don't have a passports, due to them not having personal information, from their bio parents/caretakers, Eli was 15 when he was adopted and Samuel was 16 but that was 3 years ago.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, we can call them if you are really worried”

“I suppose but isn't late, they're probably asleep..”

“It would hurt to try” Fyodor suggested. 

“I suppose” Dazai agreed, he reached for his phone in his pocket but it wasn't in there “Huh? Where did I put my phone?”

Fyodor pulls Dazai's phone out of his pocket, “You left it in our room…here” Fyodor hands the phone to him.

“What would I do without you~” Daza kissed Fyodor on the lips, “Mm I don't know maybe you would have lost your head?~”