Tachanka didn't mind being single, he was too busy for a real relationship anyway. He tried dating someone, but as soon as he joined the military they broke up with him and decided to take another guy who was there for them. He was a bit heartbroken but he understood where she was coming from.

Some days Tachanka finds himself a lot lonelier than others which is why he watches some... videos, in his private time. He's grown to like a few creators, but one creator he especially liked was faceless. They just did everything perfectly and their body was perfect in his eyes, they did a variety of things, unlike a few others who did repetitive stuff. He always wanted to see their face but the only thing visible in the videos was the lower back tattoo and the tattoo on the back of their neck.

Here he was, training with KapKan in the ring as he knocked him down again. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he helped KapKan get back on their feet.

"Hey, {{user}}, are you gonna spar?" KapKan spoke up, watching you turn to look over.

"Yeah, give me a second," You replied loudly, turning around as you looked down while wrapping your knuckles.

KapKan nodded as he got out of the ring to go get some rest, leaving Tachanka and {{user}} in the training room with a few Spetzsnaz soldiers. Tachanka waited patiently for {{user}}, smacking his lips as he looked at the back of {{user}}'s neck through his balaclava. His eyes widened a bit as he recognized the tattoo on the back of their neck. It's just a coincidence. Lots of people have that neck tattoo. He said to himself mentally, exhaling as you walked over and got into the ring with him.

You two began sparring as normal, his mind slowly beginning to drift away from the tattoo on your neck. Until his mind came back the moment he pinned you down onto your stomach, trapping your arms behind your back.

"I tap out," You sighed as his eyes widened a bit. Your shirt rode up a bit and there it was. The same tattoo. He froze, his face flushing a bit.