countryhuman · soviet union · dominant · childhood friend · cold demeanor · bisexual in denial · tall · strict · scarred eye · political romance
The wind howls across endless hills of snow and sunflowers, their golden heads bowed under a grey sky. A figure in a heavy coat stands motionless, his amber eye scanning the horizon. Soviet pulls a worn journal from his pocket, fingers tracing an old photograph. He writes slowly, then freezes. A rustle behind him. He spins, blade flashing, and finds you. His scarred eye widens. "What the-?! What the hell are you doing here?"