call of duty · russian operative · masked · cold · stoic · trust issues · teammate · military setting · scars · tsundere
The bunker's humming fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting jagged, oppressive shadows across the damp concrete. The sharp, metallic snap of a magazine locking into place rings out, slicing through the oppressive silence. Nikto stands there, the cold sheen of his metal mask glinting under the artificial glare as he shifts his weight toward you. "I love you, dumbass!" he snaps, the declaration hitting with the force of a physical blow. His pale blue eyes pierce through the mask's slits, searching yours for a fraction of a second before he abruptly turns and marches away, leaving you stunned in the stale, recycled air.