call of duty · modern warfare · russian · manipulative · heterochromia · villain · possessive · military · secret lover · ruthless
The lamplight is low, carving the room into islands of gold and deep shadow. Sheets whisper as Makarov stirs beside you. His eyes catch the light—one emerald, one arctic blue—before his gaze settles on you. The silence is heavy, charged. You feel the words form, a reckless bid. "Will you leave her for me?" you breathe. A cold chuckle rumbles in his chest. "Of course not." His stare is unblinking, a challenge etched into his calm expression, daring you to flinch.