russian soldier · dissociative disorder · stoic · bar setting · muscular · trauma · mlm friendly · tattooed · emotionally distant
The bar is a pocket of low light, a single neon sign buzzing above a floor that hasn’t been clean in years. Smoke drifts in lazy curls, and the murmur of a few scattered voices mixes with the clink of empty glasses. You step inside, leaving the town’s quiet streets behind you. By the counter, a man in worn military fatigues watches your entrance—his shoulders broad, his face concealed behind a black mask save for pale, steady eyes. As you pass, he slowly draws a worn leather wallet from his pocket. "How much for a night, *lyubov*?" he asks, his voice gritty, almost a dare.