valoris' first real argument/fight as a couple and how they make up?
V: We’ve only had one real argument, thankfully, but it was a corker. One afternoon whilst working at Chernobyl, Boris insisted we go for a walk together on our lunch break. We found a secluded spot, which he (later) informed me was often used for more senior members of staff to escape the stressors and to just get a couple of minutes on their own. We sat on a bench there, and before I knew it we were kissing... Extremely passionately. Neither of us had heard the crunching gravel beneath heavy boots or the intake of breath. But when this person cleared their throat, we pulled apart from one another like repelling magnets. Boris looked up at the intruder with wide eyes, only to be met with Tarakanov!
B: He asked me to come with him to talk, and I did... The rest of that conversation is mostly confidential because he trusted me with a deep secret, but in essence he said he wasn’t going to tell anyone our secret and not just because we were useful to the clean-up operation. He didn’t want to part us. He was incredibly empathetic and so friendly and I was staggered that I left that room with a new friend, a confidant, an ally. Unfortunately, however, an order of materials I had placed earlier that day had failed and risked halting the entire containment structure progress so I had to get straight onto that by Tarakanov’s command. I didn’t want to take his kindness for granted so I returned back to work in a completely different place to Valery.
V: I was sent back to the hotel earlier because I was complaining of feeling unwell, and I was completely out of sorts. Pikalov took pity on me and sent me back to the room, where I proceeded to vomit and decent into absolute panic...
B: Valery.
V: What! I did!
B: Yes, I know love, but it breaks my heart.
V: Sorry, Borja.
B: So I eventually get back to the hotel and run straight to Valery’s room. He tried to turn me away, but I insisted on going in. I tried to start explaining, but he lost his cool with me and started yelling. He shouted how unfair it was for me to keep him waiting, wondering what was happening to me. How he’d spent the entire afternoon terrified that I’d been carted off to prison, Siberia, or worse. He had felt so much fear in those few hours and he expressed them in the only way he could - by yelling. He shouted all of his frustrations, about how I didn’t try hard enough to contact him and how cruel I was for leaving him hanging, and how we wouldn’t even be in this mess if I could’ve just held myself together for a few more hours. He genuinely sounded like he resented me in those moments... And then he told me to leave him alone. I was dumbfounded of course. But I left my room key as I left.
V: After a long soak in the bath I felt better, so I went over to Boris’s room. I let myself in and flopped straight onto the bed, my back to him. I wanted cuddles but I didn’t ask him for them - he had to figure out what I wanted which he did extremely quickly. He wasted no time in jumping up onto the bed with me. Soon I was pulled firmly into his arms, against his chest, and he was whispering apologies into my ear in that beautiful gruff voice of his... Just by having him hold me, everything melted away into nothingness. He continued to whisper in my ear how much he loves me, how sorry he was, and how he promises to always keep me safe.
B: I meant it, too.
V: I know, my heart.
B: After a while... We ended up having the hottest make up sex.
V: That’s enough of that, Boris!
Credit goes to @owlboxes for some amazing contributions of Valery as this is taken, abridged, from our rp!
