Fyodor groaned as his alarm clock blared out, he reached over attempting to find the source. Once he failed a couple times he finally got it sliding his finger across the screen to stop it. He yawned before sitting up. He stretched his arms out earning a satisfying crack from each limb. Once he finally got up, he grabbed some random assortment of clothing from his wardrobe and trudged off to the bathroom. He came back from changing and plopped back down on his bed. He reached over taking his phone from the nightstand, the minute he turned it on his face twisted in disgust. Two notifications.

'No exams today don't get up'

"Fucking hell"
He fell back on his bed wondering to himself why he would've set a reminder but not turn off his alarm. He raised his phone to his line of view. The notification under the other read:

Clown                                  6:23am
I've got an exam today could you check on Sigma he's not feeling very good. :)

Fyodor hoisted himself up, walked to the kitchen, he grabbed a piece of bread from the bag and grabbed some chicken noodle soup from the cupboard. He filled a small pot with water and placed it on the stove. As he waited he texted back. 

sure, have fun

Once the water had heated up he poured the soup mix and noodles inside. After 10 or so minutes the soup was done, he grabbed a thermos and carefully poured the hot soup inside. Once he closed it and put the pot in the sink he walked to his front door. In one foul swoop he slipped both shoes on, grabbed his coat from its hook, the keys from their tray and was out the door. He locked it behind him and started down the street. Having walked to Sigma's apartment countless times, he knew it by heart. He decided to take a detour and stop by a local bakery. He opened the door, the small bell rang through the vacant shop. He tapped off the snow from his boots before advancing. The Lady at the cash smiled as he knelt down to view the pastries better. Once be noted in is head which cookies he'd order, he stood back up and greeted the cashier with a smile.
"Good morning, how can I help you?"
He proceeded to order a dozen cookies or different sorts. He paid, thanked the woman and went on his way. He reached Sigma's in about another 20 minutes. Fyodor knocked a few times before trying the door. It opened. He sighed to himself knowing he'd have to tell Sigma about not locking his door when he's sick or sleeping.
"Hey Sigma, I brought you some soup and cookies"
Fyodor called out while taking his boots off at the front door. He looked up to see Sigma peeked around the corner. He smiled and walked forward. Fyodor smiled back. Sigma was draped in a pastel blue comforter that dragged on the floor when he advanced. Fyodor met Sigma half way, he wrapped his arms around Sigma's waist and pulled him close.
"Fyodor, if you get to close you'll get sick too"
Sigma protested against Fyodor's actions.
"I'll be fine if it's you"
Fyodor unwrapped his arms, he took Sigma's hand in his and lead them both to the couch. He sat down patting the spot beside him. As Sigma took his seat Fyodor handed him the thermos.
"Chicken noodle soup for you my majesty"
Fyodor elegantly extended the soup in his hand. Sigma gently took it from him.
"Thank you peasant"
Sigma played along with Fyodor's joke. The Russian dramatically gasped.
"I go out my way to bring you soup and cookies and you treat me like this, I can't believe you"
He dramatically turned his face away from Sigma and pretended to cry.
"Sorry Fyodor but you haven't given me cookies yet, only then will I think of bumping you up to knight"
Sigma tightened the blanket around him with one hand while raising his soup to his lips with the other. Fyodor glanced over.
"Alright then"
Fyodor held the small box with a dozen or so cookies. He watched as Sigma's eyes lit up when he started opening the lid.
"But only after you finish your soup"
He quickly closed the top once Sigma's hand was just inside. He yelped from the shock and withdrew his hand. His blanket fell from his shoulders as he jumped back, leaving them bare. Fyodor chuckled when Sigma started pouting.
"But Fyodor"
Sigma did his best at winning with his puppy dog eyes. Fyodor stood strong.
"Please?"
Fyodor shook his head and placed the box on the glass coffee table in front of them.
"You got a good look, now eat your soup."
He leaned back glancing over at the other. Sigma sighed in defeat and took a drink of his soup. He placed it between his legs and pulled his fallen blanket back over his shoulders. Fyodor watched as he took another sip, then another, and another, until he could tell he was almost done. Sigma took his last sip and aggressively, but gently placed his thermos on the coffee table. Fyodor chuckled softly, grabbing the cookie filled box. He handed it to Sigma, who gladly took them from him. He smiled and brought Sigma to his chest.
"Alright you happy now"
He spoke softly as he played with Sigma's multi-coloured hair.
"Yep"
He looked up with a sugar cookie already stuffed in his mouth, another in his hand. Fyodor had bought about six sugar cookies, since they were Sigma's favorite, two chocolate chip, two oatmeal, two shortbread cookies and four red velvet cookies. Fyodor smiled to himself as Sigma munched on his cookies. Sigma pressed a cookie to Fyodor's mouth as me munched on his own. He smiled before speaking.
"For my knight"

Fyodor and Sigma fluff!
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