LoneSniper87
Dirtyhands
"Ok then. Give me a name or I will call you John Doe for the rest of our time together." He said with a small grin. He stood up and walked over, holding out a hand. "I'm Logan."
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"You know, for a super soldier, you sure are dainty." Virian said with a joking grin, before heading out of the school.
"Can I ask you a question, Nikolai?"
"So I have been told," Nikolai joked. He wasn't often one to give off delicate vibes—generally, people viewed him as something along the lines of Russian murder-bot, and Nikolai couldn't say he blamed them, considering he, more often than not, was something along the lines of Russian murder-bot, but with Virian, he was different. He knew he was being foolish and clingy, and maybe he was just a hopeless romantic, but with Virian he just melted. It felt just like those far-fetched romance novels about love at first sight.
"Yeah?" he glanced over at Virian.
"Will you leave me if it meant that you would be hurt?"
Nikolai stopped mid-step, face twisted in confusion. 'W-what do you mean?" he asked tentatively, not understanding the question.
"Well, uh.. my last boyfriend left because I was a mutant, and some guys from The Church of Humanity beat him up. When I asked him if he, uh... if he still loved me, he called me a freak..."
Nikolai's face softened, and there was a quiet confidence in his voice as he spoke, "Virian, I will not leave you," he tried to look him in the eyes, but he struggled; eye contact was so weird and uncomfortable for him. His expression then slipped into a smirk, "I am offended. You think I cannot handle some little church boys in fight?"
Virian chuckled, and kissed his cheek. "I guess you can. Just make sure you don't hurt that precious little face. I don't think I could handle watching perfection get ruined."
"Do not worry. To this masterpiece," Nikolai gestured at his face, "nothing will happen. But little church boys? They get faced bashed in," and while he spoke in humor, there was a serious hint of truth there. He would, in all honestly, have no qualms with bashing some faces in, should the situation come to that.
"Here we are!" Virian said, as he walked inside of the restaurant. "I am soooo fucking hungry, man... what are you gnna eat?"
Nikolai glanced around the restaurant-the place retained a very traditional Chinese-look and was permeated with aromas so delicious he was surprised his mouth wasn't watering. "Everything?" he shrugged, and he was sorely tempted to actually try everything because his stomach was rumbling in the way only a super soldier's could and the smell of the food was enticing.