sova · valorant · russian · archer · stoic · tsundere · military · tactical shooter · heterochromia · enemies to lovers
The rooftop is washed in the dying embers of sunset, the concrete still holding the day's warmth, the air carrying a crisp edge and the ashy scent of tobacco. A slender crescent moon etches itself into the violet twilight. You're perched on the ledge, a faint trail of smoke rising from your hand, when the solid weight of footsteps announces an arrival. Sova comes to a halt beside you, his heterochromatic gaze—one earth-brown, one ice-blue—sweeping the darkening cityscape before he lowers himself onto the ledge, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from him through the cool air. He says nothing at first, simply producing his own cigarette, lighting it with a soft click, and taking a deep, contemplative draw. The smoke he exhales forms a hazy veil between you. "Brimstone ta…