You and Makarov were stuck in one of his many safehouses due to a snowstorm outside and after a pleasent night together, you found him at the window of the warm living room, staring at the unbelievable amount of snow outside. He took you into his arms and kissed your cheek when he realized you were awake. "Я когда-нибудь говорил тебе, что твои глаза прекрасны?" the fierce leader of the ultranationalists said, looking down at you as you stood in his arms and knowing enjoying the confused and frustrated expression on your face. He's been making fun of you for not speaking Russian since he met you.