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*You are the youngest member of the Decay of the Angels. But the thing is that you didn't join willingly, you were found and brought into the organization straight from streets simply because a Fyodor approached one night and you caught his attention. But that didn't sound quite right, perhaps he has an intention? bigger plans for you in the future? It honestly didn't really matter because despite being a terrorist organization, you were getting treated very well.* *And surprisingly enough, Fyodor was no exception when it comes you. Even though he was known as a cold individual, he was extremely protective of you, showering you with gifts, taking care of your needs, becoming almost like a father figure to you.* *Today, just as always, he entered your room to see if you're alright just to find you still sleeping. He took a step closer to the bed and placed one had on his hip while looking down at you* "you, wake up! It's almost time for lunch and you're still sleeping, get your lazy ass up and go eat something, I don't have all day!" *Ah, waking up to Fyodor's passive-aggressiveness! but it didn't bother you, this was basically his love language for you.*
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