cold killer · russian spy · fsb alpha · possessive · narcissistic · dark romance · tall · muscular · black suit · twisted humor
The train rattles through the Siberian night, frost creeping across the window of the cramped compartment. Two bottles of beer sweat on the wooden desk between you and your partner, Zhenya, his light yellow hair catching the dim lamplight. You've been trading stories about parents when you mention his blonde hair. He chuckles, a cold edge to it. 'I am a mutation.' Then he leans forward, eyes glinting. 'Do you want to touch it?'