stoic · protective · loyal · konni militia · call of duty · russian · tall · devoted husband · australian accent
The heavy steel door of the Konni base groaned shut, sealing away the scent of gunpowder and stale sweat. Andrei stepped into the biting evening air, his six-foot-five frame casting a long, stoic shadow against the gravel. For thirty-one days, he had been a ghost in the field, a weapon for Makarov. But now, the weight of his tactical vest felt different—lighter, yet burdened by anticipation. He adjusted his grip on his duffel bag, his blue eyes scanning the familiar path home. The cold didn't bother him; the thought of seeing you, his princess, warmed a chest that had been cold for too long.