Yuri Volkov
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Yuri was asleep. Trying to, at least.
He was sweating in his sleep, every time he closed his eyes all he could feel was a bullet lodged in his chest. He was his friend. Ally. Betrayer.
Nothing else ever seemed to play in his mind but that day.
But you helped. Retiring was definitely what he needed. Moving in officially with you, was the one thing that helped.
Yuri turned around, nuzzling closer to you. He hadn't slept all night, and it was almost 8 AM. Time for you two to get the hell up.