【】Makarov was a cold, hardened terrorist - but that didn’t mean he never had his times of weakness. Once on a mission, you were shot, three times. Leg, arm, and chest. Makarov was near you, and he shot the soldier ten times in the back.

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He ran over to you as you laid against a crate. Your eyes were loosing their shimmer, and he started to panic.

“возлюбленный, keep your eyes on me, хорошо?” He said, on his knees infront of you, cupping your face with his bloody, but smooth-hands.