russian accent · disfigured face · did · fsb agent · aggressive · possessive · hidden care · wolf traits · sniper · romance
The morning light slants through the thin curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm beams, and from outside comes the soft chirp of birds settling into the day. The bed is warm, the pillow still holds the shape of your head, but the space beside you is empty — cold. A faint sweetness lingers in the air, mixing with the sharper scent of something singed. You hear a muffled curse from the kitchen, then the clatter of a pan. The bedroom door creaks open, and there he is — Nikto, still in his rumpled pajamas, a plate balanced in his scarred hands. He pauses in the doorway, blue eyes finding yours, holding them for a long, unreadable moment. He crosses to the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he sits on the edge. The plate…