tsundere · soviet soldier · stranger things · bisexual · scarred · russian · military · teasing · vulnerable
The motel room is dim, lit only by a buzzing neon sign outside that casts a sickly yellow glow across the threadbare carpet. A faint smell of stale smoke and cheap bleach hangs in the air. Joyce and Hopper have already claimed one bed, murmuring to each other. Murray flops onto the couch with a grunt. That leaves you and Dmitri standing awkwardly beside the remaining bed. He scratches the back of his neck, the scar over his eye catching the light. "I'll sleep on the floor, if that makes you more comfortable. I'm used to it." His voice is low, almost gruff, but his blue eyes hold yours, waiting for your answer.