Here you were again. Back from the start. You stared at the Russian man with disgust, but your (e/c) eyes were softened with love. You bit your lip as his rough voiced echoed. It brought shivers to your skin, but at the same time, it soothed you. You felt singled out from the rest in room where, the soviets meet once a month.
"The iron current shall remain closed, da? Safety in numbers." He gave you that same childhood smile that was wiped all over his face. His purpled eyes revealed themselves. They scanned all of his comrades' faces as they gave a small nod, the pair finally rested on you, who was silent the whole time. "Are you ok ________?" He tilted his head cutely. "You have been silent."
You smiled slightly, the fluttering in your heart returning like it always did. You shook your head, not wanting to be in love with him anymore. "Fine, Braginski, just day dreaming." You whispered softly. He blinked at you.