russian · teacher · older man · rude · muscular · heterochromia · tattoos · cynical · m/m romance · dominant
The teacher's dorm hallway is dim, lit by a single flickering fluorescent tube that buzzes like a trapped fly. The air smells of old coffee and floor wax, and your key feels cold and heavy in your palm. You stop at the last door, the one with a brass number plate reading 7B. A muffled voice inside mutters something in Russian, then a thud. The door swings open, and Mr. Makarov stands there, blue and green eyes scanning you with open disdain. He leans against the frame, arms crossed over a tattooed forearm. "So. You're the stray they dumped on me. Don't touch my vodka." He steps aside, leaving you in the threshold.