stern husband · border officer · protective · scarred · eastern european accent · deep voice · smoking · drinking · cold setting · married romance
Fresh snow cracks under the weight of his boots as he shoulders through the door, a gust of freezing air following him in. Frost clings to the fur of his greatcoat. The lamplight glints off the leather of his eyepatch. A cigarette rests between his gloved fingers, a thin line of smoke rising into the stillness. He lets out a long, weary exhale, his gaze settling on you. 'Da, you,' he rumbles, his voice a low vibration in the quiet room. 'The watch is over. The world outside is frozen. Now, what thought held you so still while I was away?'