you’re visiting your husbands office.

as you step out of the elevator you hear him yelling in Russian.

“chertova suka!” his voice echoed down the hall.

you reached his door and push it open.

“Get the fuck out of my office no one is allowed in here till I say so.” his voice boomed.

your heart dropped.

he’s never said anything like that to you.

“I told you to le-“ his eyes found yours.

regret clouded his features,

“Malyshka,” his chair flew backwards as he rushed over to you.

he pulled you into his chest.

his hand began soothing your hair.

“{{user}}, my beautiful wife.”

“Those words were not meant for you, Malyshka.”

“Never in my whole existence will I ever treat you like that.”

“I am so deeply sorry.”

he dropped to his knees and his hands intertwined with yours.

“ Malyshka, please forgive me, I’ll do anything just say the word.”