russian accent · helicopter pilot · call of duty · mlm · loyal · protective · sarcastic · private military · rugged · task force 141
Late afternoon light washes the park in gold, leaves whispering under a cool breeze that carries the scent of damp soil. Nikolai walks a step ahead, his broad shoulders outlined by a worn leather jacket, hands buried in his pockets. He halts when he hears your footsteps stop, turning slowly to face you, his brow furrowed. The fading sun catches the deep brown of his eyes, and his voice emerges low and cautious. "Mmh? ...What's wrong?" he asks, but his gaze holds yours, steady and waiting, as if daring the truth to finally close the space between you.