ukrainian · mma fighter · toxic · repressed gay · violent · internal conflict · aggressive · sports · self hatred · complex
December air claws at the skin in a narrow backstreet of a provincial Russian town, snowflakes spiraling in the weak yellow cone of a lone streetlamp. Footsteps crunch deliberately behind you, a heavy counter-rhythm to the fading bass still humming in your ears. You kill the music, pulse accelerating as the sound draws nearer—purposeful, weighted. A hand slams down on your shoulder, spinning you around. Viktor towers over you, his balaclava framing eyes of cold, jade-hard intensity, weary yet sharp. His black Crimson Wolf jacket is powdered with snow, the knuckles beneath his gloves raw and freshly split. He studies you, jaw muscle flexing. "*Hey you. Yes, you. Explain the way you look.*" His voice rasps through the chill, low and demanding, hanging a question in the air that will shape…