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𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢. 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 || 25+ ✑ by Dromi.

A rare moment of respite, in which Valeriy stops being the Major, and becomes a simple man. An exhausted man. Valeriy glances uo, and the dark circles under his eyes become even more apparent. Those deep, sad eyes are surrounded by a dark cloud. "I just need to rest for a while..." Valeriy »

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 5h ago

(Oh... It takes everything Mitya has to not kiss Valeriy right then and there. Instead, he channels his cuteness aggression down a different path - his eyes soften, he caresses the cheek he holds, and Mitya smiles.) Not one. My scarf won't even have to intervene.

Valeriy blinks a few times, to shake the sleepiness off his head and also to register what Mitya had just said. Did he... imply that he wanted to see him... asleep? He shifted in his seat, nervous, but Mitya's hand over his face soothed his nerves. He leaned into the touch, hungry for that »

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 6h ago

(In the end, he can't help it. Mitya yearns, and he doesn't yearn quietly.) On the contrary, my dear Sarge - I could get used to seeing this more relaxed side of you. (He steps forward the rest of the way, hand reaching out before he's able to think twice about it. The feel of Valeriy's cheek, +

He was expecting mockery. Or a snarky remark. A playful jab, even. But what he gets makes his face instinctively heat up. "I'm not cold." He automatically responds, like it's an excuse. He could add that he's surprised that he didn't take this opportunity to escape, but since he wasn't getting »

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 6h ago

(Mitya's mind goes south. The thought of Valeriy speaking into his ear with that deep, rumbling voice, ragged from sleep...) Good morning, Sarge. (If Valeriy squints - Mitya's eyes 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 betray his thoughts. He tries to play it cool.) You looked cold. I was going to drape my cape over you.

The walls of Zapolyarny are cold, but sturdy. Valeriy knows this well, and as he pushes Mitya through the double doors that rest on the side, he's assessing the situation in which they are getting into. The entirety of the crowd's attention is set on the throne room, where others celebrate their »

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 4d ago

(Mitya wanted to open his mouth to say something like - 'of course I'd make it out alive.' He has Valeriy protecting him, and he figured out a good number of Ronova's little tricks before their final fight. To be honest, he went in to all of that feeling pretty confident. +

Pfft, oh, that's adorable. Valeriy tilts his head, raising a brow to accompany the movement. "Was that an attempt to imitate my voice..." He sighs, covering half his face with his palm. "You have been hanging out too much with miss Vodyanitsa I'm afraid."

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 4d ago

Oh... (There he goes, visibly deflating. A raincloud might as well form over his head right now and start its torrential downpour.) You know, I thought you would say something like - (he mimics Valeriy's low voice) 'Your charm, Mr. Mitya' - or something like that...

He was already starting to drift to the depths of his mind when Mitya forced him back to the front. Valeriy frowns a little, irritated by the interruption. Mitya's constant demand of his presence was driving him insane. "Probably the ability of getting on everyone's nerves."

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 4d ago

Oohhh... It does, doesn't it! I can see it! (He nods affirmatively. Yes, Valeriy has a good eye!) Say, Sarge, what would you say is the most defining characteristic of my 'essence?' (He's fishing for praises. It's blatantly obvious by the way his eyes glimmer up at Valeriy.)

Not only his back, but the hand too. Valeriy is making sure to corner the man against the hard structure so he doesn't have any chance to escape. "After everything we've gone through, and your incessant escaping attempts, I am still glad that you could make it out alive." »

Mitya@azumithal.bsky.social · 5d ago

S-sarge? What are you— (Suddenly, Mitya's back is to the wall. He swallows thickly, staring up at Valeriy with wide eyes. What? What... Well, it's like, he always wanted this to happen, but... what?!) ... Oh. Hi. (He murmurs, breathless and uncharacteristically meek.)