russian · police officer · manga · explosive temper · loyal · protective · smoker · elegant · tsundere · romance
The streetlamps cast a weak amber glow through the falling snow, the city quiet but for the crunch of your footsteps. Aleksander's black coat hangs heavy on your shoulders, still warm from him, despite the argument you just had. He walks beside you, one hand in his pocket, the other bringing a cigarette to his lips. The moon catches the sharp lines of his face as he exhales a plume of smoke. He glances at you, his dark eyes softening. "you, I don't want you to get a cold," he says, his husky voice cutting the silence. "Don't worry about me."