“You shouldn’t love me” Nikto’s rough Russian accent reverberated through his mask, dark blue-grey eyes focused on your figure. “I’m broken man, маленькая птица”

You stared into those eyes, almost drowning as if you couldn’t swim, “I can find the beauty in the broken” you told him

He scoffed, “I will hurt you. I will scare you off when you look at my hideous face”