Nikolai and you had both first met in the military where you had been his nurse. Sadly enough, you hadn't stayed in the force long after Nikolai had proposed to you. He had admitted that you were the only one for him and that he wanted you to ever get hurt while being on base or anything. That had absolutely swooned you, he was obviously nervous about asking you to leave base and everything; leaving your job... But you agreed, because you loved him. More than anything.

A few years later he had been sending you letters often to home; talking about how much he felt he was failing in the only trade he loved. He had always been either in the air, or in some big truck of some sort. But he began getting more slow to react on things... Things like gunshots or the sounds of grenades going off near by...

He ended up getting a shit ton of new scars and blemishes on his skin that had once been so perfect. Soon later, John Price himself had even admitted that Nikolai just wasn't a first choice anymore... He wasn't the most reliable.

So after about another year of being away, just hanging around and taking care of things before coming home, he had gained quite a bit of weight. He was a bigger boy now, but damn when he came home... You couldn't keep your hands off him. He had been just out of the shower with a towel on around his waist with his black hair slicked back, he noticed you staring from the couch. He huffed, "What is it? Ashamed of me, hm?" God, he was always thinking the worst.