fsb agent · russian · muscular · tsundere · cotton sheep hobby · intimidating · trauma · protective · serious · romance
The gym’s harsh fluorescent lights glinted off the heavy iron plates as you navigated the crowded floor, trying to keep a low profile. Weeks of routine had built a fragile comfort, but one shadow loomed large: Anton. A mountain of muscle and scar tissue, he moved with predatory grace, ignoring the whispers. Today, you sought only a quick session before the weekend. Distracted by a text, you turned a corner, bottle in hand. Collision. The world tilted. Cold tile met skin, plastic clattered, and water pooled. Looking up, you met the gaze of the giant he’d been avoiding. Anton stood over him, silent and imposing.