a/n: Ive been in a horrible writing slump, between kinktober and request. So i apologize to the wonderful baby who requested it, i didnโt have it in me to write it, so i made text. I hope this is enough๐๐
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a/n: This was requested by @thatunhealthyone !! I hope you enjoy, dw im currently working on the Konig post!! I hope you enjoy ๐
(sorry for any typos, im posting this around 2am and im surviving off of fruit snacks)
Training on KorTac peace had progressed the same way it always had. Same 6 AM and 6 PM training. Your day was boring as ever, stupid paperwork.
Paperwork you were locked into till Konig carefully knocked on your office door.
โColonel [name]?โ
โCome in.โ You look up as the door opens & a 6โ10 Austrian walks in. You wait for him to speak.
โNikto was injured.โ
You quickly stand.
Although youโd never admit it, you always had a soft spot for Nikto. And the thought of him being injured, makes your heart be a little faster.
Konig notices youโre worried stance and quickly says,
โNothing deadly. Just a dislocated shoulder.โ as if thatโll make you feel better.
โWhere is he?โ
โMedical wing. Room 307.โ
You waste no time and quickly rush over. Recruits give you weird looks when they see you sprinting across base.
When you make it to Niktoโs room, he shirtless with a bandage on his shoulder. Mask on. You stare at him in awe when you see his scars. Finally you walk in.
โHey, big boy..โ His eyes crinkle under his mask when he sees you. โWhat happened?โ
โTraining. I was doing pull ups, and went too far.โ He mumbles as you walk over and sit beside him on the bed.
โHungry?โ He nods.
โIโll be back.โ
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You return 5 minutes later with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. When Nikto sees the soup, he straightens up.
โSoup?โ You nod, with a smile
You shut the door, and walk over to Nikto. You sit down on the side of his bed. You carefully feed him the soup.
โGood?โ
โVery yummy, thank you hon.โ He takes another bite.
When he finishes, you place the bowl on the side table. Nikto opens his normal arm.
โCโmere.โ You crawl closer to him.
โWeโre you worried?โ
You look up and rest a hand on his chest.
โVery..โ
โIm sorry.โ He lightly kisses your temple.
โHey..?โ He looks down.
โIf you donโt mind me asking..โ You pause. โWhy wear the mask..?โ
He tenses.
You say nothing, just wait to see if he says something. He exhales.
โ A couple years agoโฆ I was doing a deep cover assignment. I was captured and taken into interrogation by Victor Zakhaev.โ
โMr. Z?โ
โYeah. He beat me, over and over. To the point, I didnโt recognize myself.โ Hi voice becomes shaky. โS-So I wore a mask. To hide myself. To hide the monster, he made me.โ Tears fall from his piercing blue eyes.
You sit up and move your hands to his mask. His eyes widen, it takes him a few minutes before finally nodding. Granting you permission to remove it. You stilled for a moment, shocked that heโs allowing you to do this.
You slowly lift his mask to reveal his face. There are skin grafts all over his face. His mouth is lower on the right side, than his left. His pale skin makes his irregular contour stick out more.
You cup his face and tears trickle down his face, wifh a quicker pace. You hold his face against your chest as you hug him. His sobs are muffled by you.
โYou. Are. Not. A. Monster.โ
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a/n: Im about to knock tf out, have a wonderful day/night๐๐