» ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : mentions of weapons/guns, fluff, slight angst/worry, forced(?) proximity, suggestive/nsfw
» ᴀ/ɴ : quick! first thing that comes to mind -the prompt
Nikolai is always acquiring things. weapons, vehicles, helos, intel, less than 'favourable' materials... its his job. he's good at it and made a life around the fact.
what he doesn't expect is his newest pickup: a mechanic.
not that it's surprising to have new help in his arsenal of contacts-no-what he doesn't expect is the bright, bubbly smile that comes with the screwdriver constantly in your hands.
forced proximity! (as in he hired you to help him out & he's only just now realized he's done this to himself)
The constant yapping and questions tires him out after a few days. He's not used to someone being so openly happy, considering his line of work and his usual company.
its a good change of pace tho, especially for him
loving the idea of Nikolai scolding you for the messes you seem to spawn in:
He comes back to the hotel room and damn near trips over his own two feet trying to get in; A perfectly disassembled rifle strewn about the carpet like a macabre Picasso. "What the fuck is all of this?!"
cue exasperated old man
Though, he also can't complain about your results.
You're a fucking genius with everything you touch. A priceless asset to him.
Any gun he hands you is like giving a kid candy, or a puppy a treat. All starry-eyed and overeager to understand its internal mechanisms or fire it off yourself just to witness its power firsthand.
had to snatch a weapon with a grenade launcher attachment straight out of your hands.
you'll be the death of him
internally, he's always thankful to have you around.
Nikolai not having to ask you anything because you've already done it beforehand:
you're always making sure everything is in perfect shape, keeping the vehicles' gassed up, that clinking sound the engine had been making is now a smooth rumble... He's... actually proud to hear that you've taken care of his helo ahead of time...
doesn't like being called 'Niko' or 'boss' or 'sir' any goofy name you come up with for him. It's: Nikolai.
(Upon meeting Price & Gaz) you realize Nikolai's never mentioned you to them
Which is confusing, given the time you've basically become his second hand. Carrying weapons crates for him, driving shipments he needs for Price and Farah to safehouses, fixing up his radio for him without asking. ALWAYS chatting up his ear with that same damning smile, even if he refuses to answer your deeply personal ones. And for the past few months, sleeping in the same cramped hotel rooms.
Not important to mention it seems.
(What he doesn't tell you, or anyone for that matter) Is that its an unconscious habit of his. He pretends not mentioning you is just a causal 'slip-of-the-mind in order to keep you safe.
Has come to love the way your eyes light up when he mentions getting his hands on new technology. He doesn't get to gush over new 'toys' with just anyone, so its nice to finally see someone else excited too.
Nikolai (once he likes you) tossing you the keys with a smile. "Don't start," he warns before chuckling at your obvious enthusiasm. "-just drive before I change my mind."
Nikolai trying to show you how to fly the helo with you in his lap (i think he'd be greedy or even teasing and pull your back right up against his chest) "What, мое солнышко (my sunshine)? This is how it works, I assure you."
Nikolai seeing you all sweaty and concentrated over the open hood of the car, watching the way your ass and thighs move when you bend over... He loves to torture himself by following the curve of your spine from your shoulder blades downward.
having someone so bubbly and good at their job and so uncharacteristically close to him... occasionally has his blood running hotter than it needs to be.
