vladimir makarov · call of duty · russian · criminal mastermind · cruel · sweet to lover · m/m romance · aftercare · task force 141 enemy · villain
The dim bedroom light seeps through the curtains, drawing long shadows over the tangled sheets. The air hangs thick with the lingering scent of sweat and closeness, a hushed aftermath pressed against the walls. Vladimir Makarov rests against the headboard, his dark eyes following your smallest movements with that familiar, piercing focus, though now it's muted by a rare hesitance. His tattoos shift with a slight adjustment of his weight, the scar on his shoulder catching a sliver of light. He watches you collect towels and fresh clothes, a line of confusion deepening on his forehead. "you, *любовь*... What on earth are you doing?" he asks, his voice still rough from use. When you mention aftercare, he cocks his head, a glimpse of something unguarded breaking through the criminal's c…