Oscar Wilde .

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

"I was in therapy. Lyubov was right; it does make me feel good about myself and lighten up my mood."

Fyodor leaned against Oscar, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Hmm. I am glad to hear so, my dear. Perhaps I should give it a try it as well...”

He pulls him closer; leaving the closed book upon the coffee table.

"Mhm. I also met with an old...friend, as well, after seeing my daughter. I am quite happy today."

“What old friend...?”

"Ivan, of course. I am not sure whether you know him or not, though...?"

“Ivan….”

Oscar’s angelic features furrow in thought; pale fingers tapping away at the armrest of the chair he sat upon. He tilted his head slightly; glancing up at him with slight curiosity.

“Ah; you mean your chamberlain? I think I did hear about him. Though I never actually met him. ” he hums; wrapping his arms around him - the motion languid and almost lazy; yet still affectionate. “What did you both talk about, darling? You seem to be in a more positive mood than usual today, not that I am complaining.”

"I simply asked for his help. He is not one to deny it."

He chuckled lightly, kissing Oscar's cheek.

"After some research, I think I finally found it. It will not be long until we can live in a new world, my love..."

“...Fedya? What do you mean by this..?”

He asked quietly; his arms wrapped around his waist as he glanced up at him.

"In short, I know how to create a... singularity-like entity, a really powerful one."

He smiled, softly playing with Oscar's hair.

Oh.

Despite the affectionate touch of the man upon his hair; the man could feel his stomach drop at his words and a new found sense of dread fill him. He glanced up at him with a furrowed brow; his hand gently grabbed at his wrist; stopping the calming motions through his hair.

“Fyodor; please don't tell me you are going to do what I think you will do.”

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

"I was in therapy. Lyubov was right; it does make me feel good about myself and lighten up my mood."

Fyodor leaned against Oscar, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Hmm. I am glad to hear so, my dear. Perhaps I should give it a try it as well...”

He pulls him closer; leaving the closed book upon the coffee table.

"Mhm. I also met with an old...friend, as well, after seeing my daughter. I am quite happy today."

“What old friend...?”

"Ivan, of course. I am not sure whether you know him or not, though...?"

“Ivan….”

Oscar’s angelic features furrow in thought; pale fingers tapping away at the armrest of the chair he sat upon. He tilted his head slightly; glancing up at him with slight curiosity.

“Ah; you mean your chamberlain? I think I did hear about him. Though I never actually met him. ” he hums; wrapping his arms around him - the motion languid and almost lazy; yet still affectionate. “What did you both talk about, darling? You seem to be in a more positive mood than usual today, not that I am complaining.”

"I simply asked for his help. He is not one to deny it."

He chuckled lightly, kissing Oscar's cheek.

"After some research, I think I finally found it. It will not be long until we can live in a new world, my love..."

“...Fedya? What do you mean by this..?”

He asked quietly; his arms wrapped around his waist as he glanced up at him.

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

"I was in therapy. Lyubov was right; it does make me feel good about myself and lighten up my mood."

Fyodor leaned against Oscar, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Hmm. I am glad to hear so, my dear. Perhaps I should give it a try it as well...”

He pulls him closer; leaving the closed book upon the coffee table.

"Mhm. I also met with an old...friend, as well, after seeing my daughter. I am quite happy today."

“What old friend...?”

"Ivan, of course. I am not sure whether you know him or not, though...?"

“Ivan….”

Oscar’s angelic features furrow in thought; pale fingers tapping away at the armrest of the chair he sat upon. He tilted his head slightly; glancing up at him with slight curiosity.

“Ah; you mean your chamberlain? I think I did hear about him. Though I never actually met him. ” he hums; wrapping his arms around him - the motion languid and almost lazy; yet still affectionate. “What did you both talk about, darling? You seem to be in a more positive mood than usual today, not that I am complaining.”

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

"I was in therapy. Lyubov was right; it does make me feel good about myself and lighten up my mood."

Fyodor leaned against Oscar, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Hmm. I am glad to hear so, my dear. Perhaps I should give it a try it as well...”

He pulls him closer; leaving the closed book upon the coffee table.

"Mhm. I also met with an old...friend, as well, after seeing my daughter. I am quite happy today."

“What old friend...?”

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

"I was in therapy. Lyubov was right; it does make me feel good about myself and lighten up my mood."

Fyodor leaned against Oscar, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Hmm. I am glad to hear so, my dear. Perhaps I should give it a try it as well...”

He pulls him closer; leaving the closed book upon the coffee table.

"Hello, my love."

He smiled, leaving his cloak at the coat hanger along with his ushanka, before walking over to sit next to Oscar.

“What were you doing?” Oscar asks; a warm smile on his lips as he moved closer to Fyodor — the book now felt less important all due to his presence.

“Hey princess.” he smiles fondly at her; lowering himself to his knees to pick her up. “Did you miss your papa a lot?”

"Me missed papa a lot!!"

She smiles more and hugs him tight, nuzzling his neck while giggling

He chuckled; pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Oh; my dear. I missed you so much too...”

"No! I missed you more!"

She giggles more and kisses him back on the cheek

“I missed you more!” he pressed another kiss to her cheek; chuckling softly; before his gaze drifted upon the art piece she had been painting; he set her down carefully; before lowering himself to her level. “I see you worked on an art piece while I was gone..?”

"Hehe! Yeah I did! Me worked on it hard hard!"

She says and giggles more and points at the art piece

He analyzes the piece; slightly tilting his head curiously as his trained eyes noted the brush strokes and details.

It was a beautiful painting of two girls holding hands while running in a grass field

" ....papa like?"

“Papa does like it; dear.” he chuckles softly; lowering himself to one of his knees as he pat her hair affectionately;. “You are my pride and joy...”

"Papa love it?!" She giggles and noms his finger gently

He chuckled; slightly amused: “Is this your way of saying you are hungry; my dear?”

she giggles more and noms him more

"Vivi always hungry!"

He chuckles; moving his hand away.

“Ah dear. I made sure to bring you some treats, alright? Hopefully that will stop your hunger.”

"WHAT really??!! AAA you're the best!"

She starts to jump up and down in happiness!

He chuckles and pats her head, before he manages to pick her up and brings her to the table; where some bags from a bakery stood open; at least enough that she could peek at some desserts in them.

“I got us some pastries and cupcakes on the way here. would you like me to fix us some hot chocolate or tea?"

she smiles brightly when she sees the food

"Yes yes yes!"

“Vivi. Hot chocolate or tea?” the man asks again; letting out an amused sigh.

"uhm uhm me want! Hot chocolate!"

He nods along; moving to fix the hot chocolate for them both.

vivi does a little happy dance while talking to herself

“Anything you want added to it, dear? Like marshmallows or...”

"MARSHMALLOWS! and and extra chocolate plus whiped cream!"

He chuckled quietly at her enthusiasm; though he added them to her cup of hot chocolate; quietly handing her it.

“Take it slowly; alright? Or you may accidentally burn yourself.”

“Hey princess.” he smiles fondly at her; lowering himself to his knees to pick her up. “Did you miss your papa a lot?”

"Me missed papa a lot!!"

She smiles more and hugs him tight, nuzzling his neck while giggling

He chuckled; pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Oh; my dear. I missed you so much too...”

"No! I missed you more!"

She giggles more and kisses him back on the cheek

“I missed you more!” he pressed another kiss to her cheek; chuckling softly; before his gaze drifted upon the art piece she had been painting; he set her down carefully; before lowering himself to her level. “I see you worked on an art piece while I was gone..?”

"Hehe! Yeah I did! Me worked on it hard hard!"

She says and giggles more and points at the art piece

He analyzes the piece; slightly tilting his head curiously as his trained eyes noted the brush strokes and details.

It was a beautiful painting of two girls holding hands while running in a grass field

" ....papa like?"

“Papa does like it; dear.” he chuckles softly; lowering himself to one of his knees as he pat her hair affectionately;. “You are my pride and joy...”

"Papa love it?!" She giggles and noms his finger gently

He chuckled; slightly amused: “Is this your way of saying you are hungry; my dear?”

she giggles more and noms him more

"Vivi always hungry!"

He chuckles; moving his hand away.

“Ah dear. I made sure to bring you some treats, alright? Hopefully that will stop your hunger.”

"WHAT really??!! AAA you're the best!"

She starts to jump up and down in happiness!

He chuckles and pats her head, before he manages to pick her up and brings her to the table; where some bags from a bakery stood open; at least enough that she could peek at some desserts in them.

“I got us some pastries and cupcakes on the way here. would you like me to fix us some hot chocolate or tea?"

she smiles brightly when she sees the food

"Yes yes yes!"

“Vivi. Hot chocolate or tea?” the man asks again; letting out an amused sigh.

"uhm uhm me want! Hot chocolate!"

He nods along; moving to fix the hot chocolate for them both.

vivi does a little happy dance while talking to herself

“Anything you want added to it, dear? Like marshmallows or...”

He also pulls away slightly; chuckling softly.

"You are perfect, darling"

“No; you are the one who is perfect.”

"You're more, though."

“We really will not stop this argument until one of us grows tired; hm?”

"You are correct, love. Unless we have a way of settling this argument I do not think it will be over soon."

He playfully pushes Fyodor down!

Fyodor's eyes widen slightly and he chuckles as he grips Oscar's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

“Just trying to admire your beauty closer. Why?”

"I was just...caught off guard, I think. It is very rare to surprise me like that, so congratulations, my love."

He laughed softly.

“Ha~ I am glad; then. I will try to keep surprising you; my dear.”

“Hey princess.” he smiles fondly at her; lowering himself to his knees to pick her up. “Did you miss your papa a lot?”

"Me missed papa a lot!!"

She smiles more and hugs him tight, nuzzling his neck while giggling

He chuckled; pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Oh; my dear. I missed you so much too...”

"No! I missed you more!"

She giggles more and kisses him back on the cheek

“I missed you more!” he pressed another kiss to her cheek; chuckling softly; before his gaze drifted upon the art piece she had been painting; he set her down carefully; before lowering himself to her level. “I see you worked on an art piece while I was gone..?”

"Hehe! Yeah I did! Me worked on it hard hard!"

She says and giggles more and points at the art piece

He analyzes the piece; slightly tilting his head curiously as his trained eyes noted the brush strokes and details.

It was a beautiful painting of two girls holding hands while running in a grass field

" ....papa like?"

“Papa does like it; dear.” he chuckles softly; lowering himself to one of his knees as he pat her hair affectionately;. “You are my pride and joy...”

"Papa love it?!" She giggles and noms his finger gently

He chuckled; slightly amused: “Is this your way of saying you are hungry; my dear?”

she giggles more and noms him more

"Vivi always hungry!"

He chuckles; moving his hand away.

“Ah dear. I made sure to bring you some treats, alright? Hopefully that will stop your hunger.”

"WHAT really??!! AAA you're the best!"

She starts to jump up and down in happiness!

He chuckles and pats her head, before he manages to pick her up and brings her to the table; where some bags from a bakery stood open; at least enough that she could peek at some desserts in them.

“I got us some pastries and cupcakes on the way here. would you like me to fix us some hot chocolate or tea?"

she smiles brightly when she sees the food

"Yes yes yes!"

“Vivi. Hot chocolate or tea?” the man asks again; letting out an amused sigh.

"uhm uhm me want! Hot chocolate!"

He nods along; moving to fix the hot chocolate for them both.