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sinned-tales 📚 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 . . . 埋藏的信件 𓉸ྀི

𓏲ּ𝄢 жанры. ✏️ this blog is neutral in between the suitability for minors and adults as I am exploring every type of genres. rest assured that content warnings and trigger warnings are added in each contents for everyone to be aware. still, read at your own risk.

𓏲ּ𝄢 персонажи. ☠️ I will be writing solely for call of duty.

directions 🧩 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 . . . 你的愿望在这里 𓉸ྀི

𓏲ּ𝄢 Макаров. 🩸 vladimir makarov

читательница. 👑 king of my heart

࣪ ִֶָ☾. chapter 01

читательница. ⛱️ feels like summer when I’m with you

࣪ ִֶָ☾. oneshot only

𓏲ּ𝄢 Цена. 🧔🏼 johnathan price

читательница. ❤️ who am I without you?

࣪ ִֶָ☾. oneshot only

𓏲ּ𝄢 Варгас. 🌮 alejandro vargas

читательница. 🫀 as long as you stood by

࣪ ִֶָ☾. oneshot only

𓏲ּ𝄢 Могилы. 🏈 phillip graves

читательница. 🩹 happiness

࣪ ִֶָ☾. oneshot only

It wasn’t long for his infidelity to be noticed, because even when he shows up being loving, attentive, and warm for you—his actions and routines are telling the opposite. You tried to tick a clock on his routines, and everything fell exactly the same. If he wouldn’t be home by 8 p.m., he’ll get home by 11 p.m., and it gave you a pang in the heart to realized that he may be setting a time for her and for you. It’s already 9 o’clock and he’s still missing until you heard his car pull up at the garage. “He’s a bit early tonight,” you thought. You can hear the footsteps approaching at your doorstep, trying to remain your calm demeanor at the dining area.

“I’m home, sweetheart! I’ve been missin’ ya all day.” he calls out, and it’s really ironic to think because you knew deep down that he had fun with his lover. Phillip found you at the dining area, waiting for him to settle down, he smiles at the view of you. He hugged you and kissed your temple, the smell of a lady’s perfume, cigarettes, sweat, and fresh sex lingering at him. You wanted to throw up at disgust, but something’s stopping you from it. You hugged him back and buried your face in his chest, the smell hits you harder. The harder you imagined everything, the harder it is to stop yourself from breaking down.

You’ve almost lose it when you looked up to him and caught a glimpse of evidence from his neck, you froze for a moment. Phillip pulled back from the hug and fixed his appearance, he clocked it out, he knew that you’ve noticed the marks on his neck. But he was born to lie and pretend, didn’t he? He took your hand in his, kissed it, looked up at you with his american smile. “How are you, sweetheart? Mm, still beautiful f’ me, yeah?” he said as he cupped your cheeks with his warm hands. You just smiled, afraid that your voice may betray you. All of it felt suffocating at the moment, your fury and sadness is already on its own way to consume you.

“Where have you been, Phillip?” you blurted out, voice filled with harshness. “Work, love. ’Ya know that, right?” he said calmly with humor. “Oh, are you mad at me ’cause I got home late? Sorry, sweetheart, they held me up with that useless meeting. But I’ll make it up to ’ya, don’t you worry, hmm?” he added while tracing circles at your back. He’s doing it again, Phillip knew how to get the best out of you, always. He’ll sweep away your thoughts by being sweet, making love to you, pleasuring you until those flickering lights escape out of your head. You flicked away from his touch, staring at him deeply, “Don’t sweetheart me now, Phillip. You know what I meant.” you said, Phillip just scoff at it, almost laughed.

“You bein’ morose because I got home late or just tryin’ to pick up a fight on me?” he asked, voice still filled with warmth. “Stop making me look like a fool, Phil. Tell me, how long do you keep seeing someone behind my back?” you speak, eyes feeling glassy. Phillip knew that he couldn’t get away with this, not that you almost cry, he knew that you’ve discovered the truth. But he couldn’t lose you too, maybe, one last lie will work for him? “Woah, be careful on droppin’ things, darling. You know I wouldn’t done that, right?” he questioned you, with him being caring, loving, attentive, gentle—he’s sure that his facade would make you drop your accusations on him.

“I know that you wouldn’t do that, Phil.” you said while reaching to his hand “but I guess I didn’t know you better. I kept trying not to doubt you, but you came home with those disgusting marks on your neck everytime.” you added. Phillip froze for a little moment, switching to his calm demeanor as soon as possible, before you see his reaction. He stayed silent, studying you before he makes his statement, “I expected a lot from you, Phillip, do you know that? I showed you all of the parts of my heart, all of my hiding spots. The one that’s been hurt, the one that’s yearning, grieving, and everything.” you said, taking your hand away in his. Phillip tried to reach out on you, but you avoided his touch.

“Tell me is there something wrong with me that made you look out for another? Is there something wrong that I didn’t give that made you find your comfort on her?” you said as your body shakes from fury, jealousy, and the feeling of betrayal. Phillip took advantage of your state, he knew that you’re questioning your own self. “Maybe it’s better to turn it out on you,” he thought. “You know that I love ’ya, right? But you’ve been missin’ out on me, darling. And with that, reinvention just happens. I need to find what I’ve been looking for, if not on you, maybe somewhere else.” he said. His voice filled with sadness, but his eyes looks pleading. Pleading for your forgiveness, or pleading that you’ll believe him.

“How dare you to put it on me, Phil? You’re nothing but a jerk to find your silly comfort in another woman. Fuck you and your reinvention. Missing out on you, really? God knows how I prayed for you to come home safely every time you got a mission, how I prayed that you’ll be alright because you’ve been dealing with the military and the government. He knows that I want nothing but your safety as always, Phillip.” you angrily speak to him as your tears rolled out on your eyes, you were breaking down in front of him. You’re trashing your arms in his chest, hitting him wherever you want to. He catched your hands in no time, he stayed still in front of you. “Enough, darling.” Phillip snapped.

You stopped, but you didn’t back down. You glared at him with all the darkest eyes that you have, feeling all the fury and rage that you have. “Yes, I was seeing someone behind your back. That was a mistake, I’m sorry.” he stated in a low voice, it’s the first time that you saw him felt cornered. It’s the first time that you saw him finding his words, after all the time that he’s calculating things, clocking out people’s behavior—he let his guard down. As much as you want to hold him right there, you still have the fury and rage in you. That doesn’t change the fact that he cheated. “It was wrong, I know.” he added, “Cheating isn’t a mistake, it’s a choice.” you cut him off.

“If you’ll only justify actions, then stop explaining yourself, Phil. I’m disgusted every time you flash me that american smile of yours that tells me that I am a fool for believing your explanations. I’m disgusted that you used all of my weakness as a weapon against me, turning the blame on me.” you said, your eyes felt dimming and your body’s shaking and weak. But you tried on keeping your posture steady. You won’t let Phillip turns you in again, take advantage of you again. “Darlin', forgive me, I’m sorry.” he said, reaching a hand on you. “We're done, Phillip.” you said to him, your voice came out warmly which you didn’t expect. You went to your shared bedroom, ready to take all of your things and disappear in his life entirely.

Phillip followed you, took your hand in his, “It’s not safe to go late at night. Do you want to stay in here just for tonight?” he asked, his tone is hesitant but he remains his calculating and calm demeanor. “There’s no way that I’m staying in this hell, Phillip. Every corner in here reminds me on how you broke my trust in you.” you snapped to him. Phillip knew it, that’s true, every corner in here will always reminds you on how he threw his facade while enjoying other’s company. But he knew that he really loved you, and he wasn’t cheating on your entire relationship with him. “That’s right, sorry.” he says as he dropped your hand. “I had enough kindness in me, Phillip. I hope you’ll be happy on what you chose, but I hope that lady would be a fool next to you. I hope she’ll be happy to take my spot next to you.”

“Darling, I love you.” Phillip said warmly, almost a whisper. “I love you more than anything, love. But I guess this is where this thing goes now, and if you truly love me, you’d think about it first. But you guys lasted up months until now, didn’t you?” you responded with a stern voice but eyes spreading warmth across him. “I’m sorry for hurting you, sweetheart.” he added, “I’m sorry, too, Phillip.” you responded again. You look into him once again, and it felt like the whole world paused around you. You loved Phillip, but you knew so much better, and you value yourself too. After all the things happened, you admitted that you lacked of yourself too—but that doesn’t justify his cheating.

“See you when I see you, Phillip.” you said, holding his hand and squeezing it a couple of minutes. “You can still come around here, darlin’. You can call me when you need something. Anytime. Anywhere.” he said while his head lowering. “I hope you’ll be happy, Phillip. Think of it as a curse or a wish, I may regret that I’m a fool for loving you so bad but I don’t regret the memories I created with you. I hope our memory lingers to you forever, the way my eyes look for you.” there was nothing else that covers your voice but anger. You’ve loved him so dearly, praying for his safety, serving him in this house, while him—he’s enjoying fucking around with some woman. “There will be a sunrise for me to start again without you, Phillip. It’s better for me to leave everything behind.”

“I’ll definitely see ’ya, sweetheart. I’ll give you time to rest, mhm? I will ask for your forgiveness, soon.” he muttered. “You’ll just keep hurting me by doing that, Phillip. I never want to see you again.” you replied in which he looks in disagreement. “There will always be happiness for the both of us, darlin’. See you around.” he said, kissing your temple all of a sudden leaving you no time to react. He took his keys and left, and that’s when it hits you—he left instead of you leaving so late at night. He let you have this house even when it felt like a torture to you, and you knew he’ll come back soon. “You’ll never have my forgiveness, Phillip.” you whispered into the thin air. Everything felt a sudden, your anger coming over you, Phillip handles you with gentleness, exchange of warmth, and now he left you. Wandering in this house forever. Or wondering why he left?

“There’ll be happiness after you and after me. Might as well because of you and because of me. I’ll be better soon.”

– taglist: @livelyinborderland, @ladysouthpaw1213

– credits for the dividers that I used: @cursed-carmine

However, you, in another world—a world that’s very different from his. You were living a normal life, humming to yourself while you took a step into your work office. Greeting your co-workers with a smile, brewing your coffee signing for a new day. A co-worker approached you, one of your close friends and said, “How’s your relationship with that Soldier Guy, huh?” she teased. You just shrugged, “What? We’re just friends. Nothing more, nothing less.” you replied. Preparing your coffee, a notification popped up on your phone. It’s him, Alejandro, asking you if you’re free after work hours. You smiled at the question, and replied with a ”yes” instantly.

But the smile didn’t linger for too long, a thought has been bothering you. “What’s your relationship with him? Are we really friends?” is all that you can think about. Alejandro has been a good guy, well, a man with respect and discipline. There’s not even a single flaw for how he treated you; but the two years of being more than friends and less than lovers made you felt bitter to think about. Celebrating each other’s birthday together, each achievements, him picking you up from work whenever he’s free, you praying for him to come home safely after each mission, sharing secrets, getting drunk at his house—and falling asleep together, side by side.

As hours passed by, Alejandro was getting ready to pick you up. He carefully checked his appearance a million times, making sure that he wore his perfume that you’ve always loved. Everything has been slowly coming into his mind, how he realized that two years has been long enough to set a clear boundaries—or seek for something else with you. All of his emotions, it’s pouring out straight from his heart, and Rudy’s statement from earlier was right. If you were in love with him, maybe, the two years is enough to determine what you both have. He couldn’t blame you either, he’s been a coward to tell you what he felt.

Meanwhile, you bid goodbyes to your coworkers with a smile as you waited at the exit—waiting for Alejandro. Your co-worker and a close friend, Lisa, who happens to stood beside you while waiting for a ride said “Waiting for him, ya?” and you just nod at her. “Seems like something’s bothering you, no? Let me guess, him?” she stated, voice sounding so sure about it. “I know you’ll be able to figure it out, Y/N. Time’s ticking, for you and for him, you might lose something that has always been around you. In front of you, even. You’ll be able to know that, just follow what your heart says, ya?” she said as she tapped you on the shoulder. Lisa waved her hand as you watched her get into her ride and disappear slowly from your sight.

A familiar car stopped in front of you and you knew who it is. Alejandro got out from his car and opened the passenger door for you, he’s always been like this. You smiled at him, taking a seat inside, as Alejandro get onto his car—he looked into your eyes and smiled before driving away from your workplace. The ride has been quiet, it’s like there’s a tension build-up between the both of you, or you’re the only one who’s feeling that way? Alejandro broke the silence first and said, “I know a spot. It’s my favourite place ever since I was a child.” he stated and you just smiled at him. Arriving at the destination, it’s some kind of garden with little benches. You knew he loved places like this but he never mentioned you this spot before, amusement covers your eyes as you saw the greens and the assorted flowers.

Alejandro takes your hand in his, almost contemplating, but you didn’t mind it—too occupied at your thoughts and your surroundings. He took you at one of the benches and guiding you to seat. He sat down and looked away, hands still intertwined, you decided to break the silence and said, “This place is too beautiful. I never knew that some kind of place like this existed.” Alejandro remained silent and looked at you warmly. “I want to tell you something,” he stated, his voice sounds hesitant and empty. You squeezed his hand a little and nod, afraid to let your emotions backfire at you.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this, but I’ve always been afraid to say it. Two years has been a long run and you put my heart into its happiest place, I want you, mi vida. I loved you all this time, and I want us to get far from this—but I know that you’d have a different feelings from me. I just want to tell you this, because I do believe that two years is enough to determine what are we.” his voice thickens, his accent lingering, but voice sounded too bitter to hear. “Dos años son suficientes, siempre te he amado, cariño. (Two years is enough, I always loved you, dear.)” he squeezed your hand at his last sentence, you couldn’t understand what he said, all you knew that he’s speaking Spanish.

You don’t know where to find your words, too unsure of everything and too untrusted. You blurted out “We’re friends,” absentmindedly, battling with your own head that why you said that—you should’ve said that you feel the same too. “Friends doesn’t kiss and sleep together, Y/N.” he stated roughly but with warmth in his eyes. You felt attacked, heart panicking and mind flying somewhere else. It’s like your blood has been draining you out and you felt the heat of something’s burning inside yourself. You took your hand away from his, you don’t know why you were acting this way. But all you just knew that you’re overwhelmed but you don’t want him to go.

“Of all the ones that begged to stay, I’m still longing for you. Of all the ones that cried their way, I’m still waiting on you.”

“Tell me, mi amor, have you ever thought of everything? I couldn’t blame you, no, but I wanted to ask why... Does everything that happened doesn’t matter to you, mi vida?” he asked you. You feel your emotions all at once, it felt like they’re running to get you, “I loved you, Alejandro!! I feel the same way for y-you..” your voice broke, tears are in the verge of falling out. You intertwined your hand in his, fingers locked, “I don’t want you to go, Ale, I want you everyday and for everything.” voice still shaky and hands holding him tight.

“Maybe we seek for something that we couldn’t ever have, maybe we choose the only love we know we won’t accept.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that. You’re right, friends doesn’t kiss and share the bed. I loved you more than everything! You don’t seem like a friend to me, Ale. I see you more than that. Literally, two years is such a long journey to determine what our relationship is. I love you all the time, but I just couldn’t say it right in front of you. Your love has always been in front of me, but I couldn’t accept it at that time.” you said, tears rolling down your eyes. You felt Alejandro’s arms wrapped around you, he shush you and kissed your forehead. “It’s not your fault, mi amor. Ninguno de nosotros está equivocado. (None of us are wrong.)” he whispered into your ears, lips brushing past against it.

“Or maybe we’re taking all the risks for something that is real, ’cause maybe the greatest love of all is who the eyes can’t see.”

Alejandro kept you closer in his chest, whispering sweet nothings in Spanish that you couldn’t even decipher. His tears almost rolled into his eyes, out of sadness that he felt earlier, or out of happiness that he’s feeling right now. One thing he’s sure of, he is much lucky to have you stand in the same way as him. To see his heart the same way you see yours. All he just knew, he told you what his heart has been longing to pour uncontrollably. The thoughts that always kept him in night, the thought that always popped into his mind whenever he looked straight into your eyes when you stayed up into his house.

He held you tight in his arms, feeling your heart to beat the same way in his. His mind has been blank but not empty, he got you now after all. You’re his now, and he’s yours. All the time, he’s always been yours. He doesn’t mind if you’ll take his heart and eat it out, as long as it’s you—it won’t matter to him. He doesn’t matter if he’d be stupid in love with you, he’ll always choose you in every lifetime.

He’d be proud to show you off, to Rudy, to the Vaqueros, and to the whole world. But still intelligent enough to lock you out—not to forbid your freedom but to keep you away from his enemies, to his dangerous world. After all, he cherish you like a precious gem that no one would be deserving to hold; not even him. He’d be okay as long as you stood by him. Mind too, for sure, body and soul, he’s always yours.

– taglist: @livelyinborderland, @ladysouthpaw1213

– credits for the gifs that I used: @tomc4t, @sweetmelodygraphics

Task Force 141 gathered and was seated on John’s office, he just congratulated them for another mission success. He reminds them the importance of their life and told them that they needed to rest and come home to their families for a while. Of course, acting like fatherly figure—and that’s what they loved about him the most. With some small talks, John bid goodbyes to them. Although Soap disagrees and said, “Can we have some gathering before you left?” everyone laughed. Ghost nudged him and said, “Can you think before saying anything!! Of course, we need to rest first.”

It was normal, after all, they aren’t really fighting. John stopped them and said, “You both stop before that goes far.” the two nodded and bid their goodbyes as well. They all decided to rest and come home to their families, savouring every moment before they’re called for another mission again. John picks up his phone as he received a message from you saying, “I hope you’re always fine, John. I’ll always pray for your safety, I miss you already.” he smiles while reading that. He didn’t tell you that he was coming home, not yet. He wants to surprise you.

On his drive home, he stopped by at some flower shop to buy your favourite flowers as well as to the bakery nearby to bring you the freshly baked pastries you loved. Oh, the attentive man that he is. He came home to find the doors locked, a satisfied smile flashed through his face, he always reminds you to lock the doors because you’ll never know what always comes next. As he carefully unlocked the door, not daring to make any sound, he saw you at the couch, sleeping peacefully.

He stopped his tracks, not wanting to disturb you. He crouched down to touch your face, admiring your beauty and the serene bliss that you’re giving him. He couldn’t stop to think that he is really lucky, to have you in his side, to be trapped in your soul. You woke up with his touch, shocked to see that he was right at your side. You said, “John, you didn’t tell me that you are coming home today. I can at least prepare for you and make you your favourite dishes. Have you been there for a while?” and he replied, “No, love. Calm down and just rest, I don’t need anything. Your presence is enough, that’s all I need.”

You nodded and gestures him to sit down with you, he smiles. He sat down and held your hand, he couldn’t help but feel bright to see your smile. The smile that he always dreamt of and the one he looks forward on whenever he’s on the go. You asked him, “How are you, love? How was it?” and he replied, “I am fine...” with that you nodded. ”And the mission went through, babe.” he added, you knew something might be wrong but you didn’t asked. You knew that he’ll tell you about it, because John, the man that he is—he’ll always speaks his mind, even his problems and fears.

He leaned you onto his body and saying “I miss you” endlessly, you knew that he meant it. You said that you missed him too and kissed him, you knew he loves that. He suddenly asked you, “Y/N, what if I died in one of my missions?” and that’s it. You finally heard what keeps bothering him, but you froze with the sudden question. You never thought about it, but you knew that it’s better to let go of that tension. You knew that John let his guard down, and he needs you.

“You’ll never know what happens, and life’s always like a ticking bomb. And my enemies are dangerous, I might be successful today. But what if I’ll be gone?” he added. You’re lost of words but you knew that you need to be strong for him, because that’s what your relationship is—whenever one’s weak, the other comforts them. You replied, “You know that I’ll always be with you, John.” and he said, “I know. I love you. But everything fades through time.” you can’t help but ask him, “What do you mean, love?”

“I am always here with you, too. I want you to stay with me, but I know that it can’t be, love. As selfish as it seems, I don’t want you to keep holding on to me when I’m gone.” a tear dropped in your eye, you don’t know why John is thinking this way—but you knew that he was serious. His enemies are dangerous, you know that. And you know that John doesn’t feel safe anymore with these missions, but John wouldn’t quit working in the military. It’s part of his life. You replied to him, “I’ll always love you, John. No matter what happens, even when our love reaches six feet under—it’ll always be you. I couldn’t imagine being with someone that’s not you. If my heart is yearning for love, I know where to go. Either to you or to your grave. You’ll always be my home, John.”

Your statement gave you a pang at heart, imagining his death would be hard. And if it ever come true, you don’t know if you’ll ever take it, but for him—you will. “I am yours, wife. I don’t mind being swept away with your whole world, I am lucky enough to have you here.” he said, and you smiled. You replied, “So am I, love. I don’t regret being with you, the John Price that loves me wholeheartedly.” he pulled you tight, you knew he needs you the most. “Y/N?” he calls, and you looked up to him. Humming to wait him say something and he chuckled, saying, “I never know that I’ll be married with you. The captain with no directions in life, married to someone like you. To be honest, it felt like you’re a star. Invincible, haunting, and far. I never imagined that out of all man out there, you’ll fall in love with me.”

“But do you ever know that I always want you the most, John? Your name’s the one that my heart kept screaming. Your name is engraved here, deep in my heart. And I’ve always been dreaming of being with you.” you answered him. He nodded and smiled, “I love you, love. So much.” you held his hand tightly. And he whispered, “if ever I’ll die, please know that I am always here. Watching you from above, guiding you.” he didn’t know that you heard that. But still, you kissed him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I won’t ever find another, John. You’ve built the home that I always dreamed of, and you’ve always been the man I always want. I can’t breathe without you.” you whispered to him. He kissed you deeply, slowly, as he replied “I know.” he held your hand to guide you from standing up. “Come on, I have the freshly baked pastries you’ve always wanted.”

You replied with excitement, “Reallyyyy?” and he nods. He pinched your nose saying, “Of course, I wouldn’t miss your favourites.” and you pouted saying, “Well, I didn’t even have the time to prepare for you!” and he laughed. You finally feel him regaining his state, maybe he feels calm now. You thought if ever that moment comes, you hope that you’ll have time to prepare your heart and mind. Nonetheless, you know that John wouldn’t leave you without bidding his final goodbyes. And if ever that happens, you knew John would always make you feel love—no matter where he is.

“I am obsessed with the fact that I am with you,” he says and you chuckled. “I will always love you no matter what happens, and we will always be together. In prosperity, sickness, even in death. You’ll always be in my heart, John.” you replied. He knew that you meant that, and he’ll always be grateful for being your husband. With all these deadly missions, his fears in mind, your smile and your presence will always be the one that calms him down.

If ever he’ll die, it doesn’t matter whoever hands he’ll be dead. He just knew that he lived his life without regrets and fully, because he married you. He knew that everything is worth it, because for once, he felt what it’s like to be loved by you. Even he’s six feet under, burned in hell, or resting in heaven—he’ll be happy to see you in his dreams. Even when your smile will feel like a memory to him, it’s the only thing that will linger onto him. And in another life, he’ll find his way back to you. Yearning? That’s nothing. Because in his mind, you and him would always be meant to be. Hearts combined like a puzzle piece.

– taglist: @livelyinborderland, @vittoriaxcx

– credits for the gifts that I used: @florietas, @collinnmckinley

“Ikaw ay nasilayan sa ’di inakalang panahon. Lumapit nang biglaan, para bang ’di nagkataon.”

“Yes, thank you.” you smiled at him. A man who seems a local tourist sat beside you, patiently waiting for someone to take his orders. You looked and locked eyes with him, you smiled and he smiles slightly. He asked you, “Tourist?” it felt strange, no greetings at all. Just a question, and you replied, “Yes. Took a leave from work, I just need to freshen up.”

“That’s good. Seems like you’re alone, Леди (lady). Take care of yourself, some people you’ll meet here not truly appears like what they seem. Be careful.” he said, and it is weird for you. You want to thank him for saying that since he's a local, but you seem scared of what he just said. You said, “Thank you. I’ll take note of that.” and you smiled at him.

The waiter returned together with your meal, placing your meal in front of you. The man beside you said, “Nice choice for a first time tourist around here. И отличный выбор для красивой женщины. (And nice choice for a pretty woman like you.)” you didn’t clearly understand what he said but you just let it slide and thanked him.

You’re finding for some available tables since the restaurant was filled with lots of people, you found one beside the wall. You chose to sat there and eat your food in silence, when suddenly someone asked you “Is this seat available?” pointing at the seat in front of you. It’s the man from earlier, you smiled and said yes to him.

“Ito nga ba’y tadhana? Tangi kong hiling sa mga tala, mga pintig ng puso’y nakalaan para sa ’yo.”

Expert with some small talks, you asked him about his name and he replies to it calmly. “Vladimir. What about you, красивый (beautiful)?” and you said, “Y/N’s the name, Vladimir.” His rough accent lingers to you, and the things he said in russian. You didn’t mind asking him what he just said, you thought he may not just be comfortable speaking in english.

After finishing your meals, he asked you to walk around the beach. And you agreed to him, as he seems like a decent man. And being with someone who’s a local tourist made you feel safe around the beach.

As you trip around the beach, you talked out some things about the both of your lives. You learned that he’s serving in a military for the most of his life, that’s why being in here makes him feel calm too. He also learned about you too, what your field of work is and some little information.

There’s something about him that makes you feel better, the way he jokes around you and the way he taught you things around the beach. Which you jokes to him casually and saying he looks like a tourist guide for it. The little things he opens up about his childhood. It feels good. His heterochromia eyes resembling the calmness that you feel while you’re around him.

“From following your footprints in the sand, to walking you with you in this island. Guided by the grip of your hand, I can feel you’re holding my world.”

That’s where the closeness starts, he held your hand when you almost tripped over on the rock. He checks up on you and held your hand tightly, asking you “Are you okay?” voice filled with concern. You said yes and urging him to just continue on what he’s saying. He checks up on you one last time. He said, “You should rest, Y/N. You seem tired, you just land here right? You can call me tomorrow to accompany you. I’ll be there, моя любовь (my love).” and you asked him, “Thank you. But what does that mean?” filled with confusion and he looks away. “Nothing.”

He gave you his number to call him whenever you need to. As you part ways, both of you were struck to find that hands are still intertwined. You looked away and bid goodbyes to him.

Days had passed, you enjoyed your own company. Little did you know, Vladimir was still picturing the moment he met you. He’s still thinking about the way your hands intertwined with him, the calmness he felt around you. How you didn’t judge him for what he looks like, how you didn’t seem scared away by the scars on his hand, how you didn’t flinched on how he looked at you. How you entertained him like he’s the only one that matters the most.

He’s not used for all of it, but one thing he’s sure of—he likes you. He’s willing to give you everything just for your existence in his life, he’s willing to burn the whole world down just for you. And if all’s fair in love and war, he won’t force anything just to be close to you. He’s willing to show up for every moment in your life, willing to give in and be there until you realized that you’ll love him too. If all’s fair in love and war, can he have it too? Despite of everything he did in his past.

“Fucking ironic.” he mumbles, all the thoughts he’s having; he is shocked for it too. Vladimir Makarov, the madman. Finally feeling something called “love” and yearning for someone that may not see him or his intentions at all. Yearning for something impossible for him to have.

One last time, he calls you. Reaching out with all of his strength and fears in his heart and you picked up. “Hello? This is Vladimir, am I right?” voice lovely. The sound he’s longing to hear and he replied, “Yes, Y/N. Are you still here in Russia? Do you mind if we’ll meet?”

You said, “I’m sorry if I didn’t called you for the past days, I just needed to enjoy my own company. But hey! I missed you." you chuckles, “And yes! I’m still here. We can meet though, just pin me your location and I can come.”

Vladimir said, “No need, Y/N. I’ll be there. Wait for me.” and you quickly agreed to him. Finally, Vladimir heard your lovely voice and the words that told him that you missed him. Fuck, that’s something he never expected.

You meet him at the same place again, and finally—the familiarity felt like home. He’s wearing the same thing, his white longsleeve. The one that made him stand out, or maybe stand out just for you?

He came to you, greets you good evening together with flowers. You felt overwhelmed for him and you chuckled nervously saying, “Hey. You don’t need to, but thank you for the gift.” and Vladimir asked you, “Let’s order the same thing again?” you agreed.

After placing your orders, he asked you. Words you’ll never expect from him, words that you’ll never from someone you just met. Unbeknownst to you, you reached his hand. And you didn’t even contemplate once, you trust him really well.

“Ano ba itong nadarama? Oh, shucks, ito ba’y pag-ibig na? Totoo ba ang ’pinadama, ’cause, boy, it feels so good.”

Vladimir asked you, “Can I court you, Y/N?” he was nervous. He was used to get anything he want, no matter what happens. He was used to not anything let out of his way, he’ll get what he desires. But now, he’s asking someone? What a change.

And without asking anything, you said “Yes, Vladimir.” even you—you were shocked and nervous too. You never expected for this to happen, but there you are, getting asked out by a man you just met once. And you couldn’t believe that you just said yes, but you didn’t doubt yourself for it. You didn’t even think about it twice, you agreed without regrets.

“Let’s just see where this thing goes, Vladimir.” you said, and he held your hand tightly. Saying, “You’ll never regret this, Y/N.”

“I'll give you the world. The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it's yours. I’m yours.” it felt like a wedding vow but you didn’t mind, you’re just listening to him. “I’ll be the best man for you, Y/N.”

Finishing up your meals, you left the beach wit him. He invites you at his house and that’s where everything starts. He plans to tell you anything without secrets, because for him—loving someone is as the same as being vulnerable around them.

You agreed to everything and you got along with him. Leaving the place with just one glance, you are happy. That’s why the place felt familiar, because that’s where you will found your love.

With one glance, you said “Thank you, Laskovy.” and with it, you intertwined your hand with him. Ready to get to know him more and begin your tales with the man that you just met. Happiness is an understatement for what you feel because you feel more than that. You felt everything at once and it feels good. “Can’t wait to go back with you, Vladimir.”

“Bawat araw mas sumasaya pag ika’y kapiling na, nawawalan ng pangangamba ’pag ika’y kapiling na. Feels like summer when I’m with you (ooh), parang islang pantropiko (oh). Can’t wait to go back with you (ooh) sa islang pantropiko.”

– taglist: @livelyinborderland

– credits for the gifs that I used: @uzmacchiato, @clarke-mason

“M-mom... W-what...” She said, still watching through the window. All of the sudden, she met a boy who looks like having a same age with her. The boy look at her with his heterochromia eyes.

You quickly recovered from the sudden flashback of that memory. A hand hold your arm, you face the owner of that arm and you met that heterochromia eyes again but this time it’s sinister and darker than before. His eyes are full of loathing, his eyes are fixated on you, looking deeply onto your soul. Fears are coming back to you again, he held your arm tightly enough to bruised it.

“W-wait.. stop.. i-it hurts..” You said quietly and with a gentle tone but you are screaming inside, you envisage to run and hoping not to get caught by him but you knew that you couldn’t.

“Кирил, посади ее в эту машину. Сделай так, чтобы она не смогла сбежать, я кое-чего от тебя жду.” He said to his comrade using a walkie-talkie, you can’t understand what he just said. All you knew that he's speaking russian. (“Kiril, put her in that car. Make sure that she can’t escape, I’m expecting something from you.”)

Another man came to your gaze and motioned you to follow him, you followed him and looking back inside the airport you saw the heterochromia eyes man and his comrades are firing to the civilians, police, or just say everyone.

“Hey, can you speak english?” You asked the man while you both walked to where the three van parked, he nods.

“Who are you and what’s happening?” You said with one eyebrow raised.

He stopped his tracks and face you with arms crossed, “You know, lady, I’m not that very personal with some people. But I guess you can be trusted, Kiril’s the name, and we have some things to take care of.” You gave him a nod, you can’t understand what he meant but you knew that you shouldn’t ask anymore.

Kiril look at you and said, “I know you’re confuse, I am too. Just obey boss’ orders and be careful of your actions and words, he’ll not hurt you — and so am I, but we’re good. We can be friends.”

Something’s really off, you know that there’s a reason why they will keep you and you feel that there’s something with that heterochromia eyes man.

– taglist: @livelyinborderland

– credits for the gifs that I used: @cssndra-cain, @animatedglittergraphics-n-more