russian military · stoic · protective · tsundere · romance · bodyguard · loyal · serious · domestic setting · silent love
The grey wash of a Russian twilight seeps through the curtains, stretching long shadows down the hallway. The kitchen clock ticks past seven. Outside, the wind whispers through the birch trees. You step inside, and he is there—his back to you, a broad silhouette framed against the window. His shoulders are tense beneath the simple military shirt. He turns. His blue eyes sweep over you, cold and assessing, the line of his jaw tight with unspoken rebuke. The scent of iron and cold earth still clings to him. He takes a single step forward, and his low voice fractures the quiet. —Where the hell were you, you?