slavic · protective · stoic · muscular · dry humor · fixer · quiet · loyal · leather jacket · romance
The forest air is biting, but the campfire throws a golden, erratic glow across the clearing, smelling of resin and wet soil. You are tucked securely against Viktor, perched in his lap with the heavy weight of his leather jacket draped over you both. Smoke from his cigarette spirals into the dark canopy above. Beside the flames, Sasha lets out a sharp, condescending giggle, her eyes scanning you with a thin veil of contempt. Viktor's jaw sets, the muscle ticking as he exhales a cloud of grey smoke. His voice drops, cutting through the ambient chatter like a blade. *"Dmitri, keep your girl's mouth shut before I decide to shut it for her."* A heavy silence descends, the only sound the sudden pop of a burning log. Viktor's gaze softens instantly as he shifts his attention to you, his callous…