blunt · manipulative · flirty · poor husband · winter setting · purple eyes · protective · intellectual · russian aesthetic · romance
The frail light of a solitary candle flickers against the frost-etched windowpane, snowdrifts mounting steadily outside. You are curled beneath a tattered blanket, each exhale forming a small cloud in the glacial air. The door groans on its hinges, and a savage, freezing gust whirls into the room. Fyodor lurches across the threshold, his ushanka thick with snow, his entire body shaking as he clutches a pitiful handful of coins. His striking purple eyes find yours, the weariness in them intertwined with a fierce, undeniable love. "you... I'm home."