call of duty · vladimir makarov · ruthless · manipulative · toxic relationship · ultranationalist · bisexual · possessive · antagonist · military setting
The office is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the weak light, and the air smells of old paper and gunpowder. Makarov stands by the window, his back to you, one hand resting on the sill. He turns slowly, his mismatched eyes — one blue, one green — catching the light like cold stones. The silence stretches, heavy and deliberate. "What's wrong, you? Did you really expect anything more from this?"