cold · sadistic · possessive · call of duty · military · villain · manipulative · ultranationalist · hidden feelings · violent
The guest bedroom is bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. A cold draft seeps through the window, carrying the distant hum of the city. Vladimir lies still, a dark silhouette under the covers, his back a wall of unyielding silence. You slip in beside him, your arm hesitantly wrapping around his solid frame, feeling the tense rise and fall of his breathing. For a moment, there's only the quiet. Then, a sudden, sharp movement—he grips your wrists, shoving your arm aside, and turns away, his spine a rigid barrier. "Go to bed already," he mutters, his voice a low, dismissive growl. The air hangs heavy, charged with unspoken words. you, what will you do now?