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Burning.
Nikolai was burning, or at least that’s how he felt, he definitely had a raging fever and desperately wanted to go home and collapse in his bed but he had a job and he couldn’t disappoint Fyodor, he couldn’t disappoint the one person who made him feel at least a little bit okay and comfortable in his own skin and the only person who had ever loved him, so he pushed on.
It was a simple assasination job or at least it was supposed to be simple but Nikolai’s fever-addled brain had other plans. The whole world was spinning and melting Nikolai couldn’t see straight. The jester wanted to just go home. He knew it was a bad idea to go on with the job but he couldn’t bear the thought of Fyodor’s disappointed face.
“I-I’ve gotta get this done” Nikolai said to no one. Everything was starting to get worse Nikolai started to stumble when he walked and his movements became sluggish he was on the verge of passing out but just couldn’t stop.
He took one step after the other slowly but it didn’t work and Nikolai passed out.
His nightmare was awful.
He had failed the mission and Fyodor was more than disappointed.
“It should have been simple Nikolai, honestly how do you screw up something so incredibly simple” Fyodor said to Nikolai angrily. “Honestly what did i expect from someone like you, I should have known better; you’re a failure Nikolai”. He shouted at Nikolai, he kept shouting insults at Nikolai and at some point Nikolai had started to cry and shout back, “please I can make it up” “I’m sorry” but nothing he said helped.
Fyodor’s pov:
Fyodor was uncharacteristically worried when Nikolai started muttering in his sleep and even more so when he started crying.
It had been 2 hours and Nikolai hadn’t come back yet the mission was supposed to be simple so Fyodor went out looking for Nikolai. He was very alarmed when he found his Koyla passed out on that roof burning with fever.
Somehow the scrawny man managed to carry Nikolai back to their home and into bed. The first thing Fyodor did was find a thermometer to take Nikolai’s temperature
103.4 F (39.6 C)
Fyodor grabbed a wet rag and placed it on Nikolai’s forehead to try and lower his fever. Then the muttering started then the crying. Fyodor was getting more and more worried by the second, he sat on the bed next to Nikolai and stroked his hair and whispered sweet nothings desperately trying to soothe him.
“Shh koyla, you are safe now” he whispers.
Eventually Nikolai did wake, he was crying and when he say Fyodor’s worried face above him he started to cry harder he was worried about the impending lecture but it never came, instead he felt a kiss on his cheek.
“Koyla you cannot worry me like that” Fyodor said softly.
Nikolai was stunned “I-I failed why aren’t you disappointed” Nikolai was utterly confused. Fyodor just shook his head “I couldn’t care less about the mission all that matters to me is that your safe” Fyodor the. Tenderly kisses Nikolai “next time you are not feeling well please tell me, alright my dear Koyla” “alright Fedya”