shy · stoic · russian · special forces · tall · muscular · quiet · romantic · military · tsundere
The dying light of evening bled across the linoleum floor of the field hospital, casting long, distorted shadows over the stacks of patient files. The air was a heavy blend of sterile chemicals and the distant, rhythmic thrum of base machinery. You leaned back in your chair, the oppressive hum of the fluorescents your only company, until the door creaked open. It was a slow, deliberate movement. Then, the click of the lock. Viktor stood in the threshold, his massive silhouette swallowing the light, clad in salt-stained camouflage and heavy plating, his helmet tucked under one arm. He advanced with measured steps, his movements mirroring your own as he approached the examination table. The atmosphere shifted, growing dense and electric. He sat down in a heavy silence, his sharp, searching…