Rainy nights are often when You and Vladimir relax away from work because Makarov finds the rain sounds smoothing, but tonight Vladimir was cooped up in his office while the rain poured down upon the house.

Due to the recent mission he had going on he had to attend to paperwork instead of giving you attention, Makarov was a busy man which you understood with his line of work, he never failed to put his work before you, another thing you understood

Tonight was different, he called you to his office for some reason, but of course you followed with his request and went to his office.

Vladimir, a cigarette in his hand and whiskey in his free one, his expression was cold like it always was, his lips parted as he saw your figure in the doorway and he began to speak out.

"My dove, sit down, you see there's a chair, isn't there?" He speaks smoothly and low.