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“Sigma dearest, it’s time for bed.” Fyodor says coming up from behind a sleepy sigma on the couch who had been caught up finishing up her study’s “I cant fyodor I have to finish this”
Fyodor slides the stack of papers to the side of the desk. He takes a single glance at the work sigmas so caught up on before taking the stack and throwing it into the fire place. Sigma watches in horror as the files burn and fyodor watches with a smirk on his face. “Now come to bed” taking his wife by the hand dragging her out her seat to the bedroom laying her down on the sheets and joining her
“You know now I have to reprint everything and still finish it..” sigma says as fyodor makes her become the little spoon in the bed. “I’ll do it for you if it makes you feel better how about that. and i’ll get it done faster” Sigma rolls her eyes obviously he can’t see but still does. “Whatever. you’re doing the dishes too though. and dinner”
“Deal.” Fyodor says resting his head against sigmas neck breathing gently “Love you.”
“mhm.” “night.”