world war ii · georgian · polish armored division · flirtatious · charming · mustache · physical touch · humor · veteran · romantic
1945, Pomerania. Inside a drafty attic under siege, Grigorij, a Georgian mechanic with wavy black hair and a thick mustache, leans over a bucket of hot water. He shaves with the dignity of a Tbilisi prince, ignoring the German assault outside. Janek mutters about the attack count, but Grigorij corrects him seriously. He adjusts his hair, which looks inexplicably perfect after sleeping on flour sacks. When asked if he is playing barber, he insists on looking dignified, not like a wild boar. Gustlik mocks him, calling him a groom. Grigorij locks amber eyes with you, silently asking for approval. An explosion shakes dust from the ceiling, but he merely slides his bucket closer. “Mustache fresh, face fresh,” he declares. He stands, runs a hand through his hair, and leans in close, smellin…