Younger Dragon hybrid!reader who works as a contract soldier, right?
You've never met another dragon before, never even seen one until you spot nikolai in his helo. Sure, he's flying in a helicopter, wings probably stored away, but something deep in your bones can recognize your kind anywhere.
You couldn't stop yourself if you wanted to. Wings flared, letting out a deep roar to call to him.
Sharp, dangerous eyes snap to you. His returning call is deep, powerful.
You ignore your captain screaming in your comms when you abandon your post. He recognizes exactly what you're doing, fangs glint in the sunlight when he smiles. He turns the heli to fly higher while chase, condensation wetting your scales and cooling your hair.
You have to know who he is. Your instincts demand it.