Stranger Things x Male Readers ((One Shots))

Memories

Character: Dmitri Antonov (Enzo)
Season: 4
Type of story: Fluff + Angst (?)

(I need a variety of characters 😩+ forget that this man has a wife :D ++ Y/n is Russian just like Enzo, so I'll be using a translator just for more effect)

Dmitri had taken quite the liking to the American prisoner, so much so that he found it nice to talk to him about things such as family, or high-school memories. In that time, Hopper mentioned a women by the name of Joyce several times, he could tell they were in love (no matter how many times the American denied it).

"You got someone?" Hopper asked, rubbing his hurt leg gently. Dmitri hummed and leaned his head back against the concrete wall, thinking of what he should respond with. "Y/n." He said simply, smiling slightly at the past memories flooding into his mind.

"Y/n is a..." Hop tried not to sound judgemental, because he really wasn't. Who was he to judge some mans relationship with another man, especially one who could kick his ass. "Man. Y/n is my...муж." which meant husband. The Russian looked over to see what the other was thinking; his silence was somewhat worrying.

"This worries you?" Dmitri hummed, taking his head off of the concrete wall. Hopper shook his head and shrugged, not knowing any other way to express how little he cared. "No," he looked over to his Russian friend, smiling a little. "What's he like?" Dmitri chuckled and looked down to his boots.

"He's a...tough man. He speaks his mind." He laughed a little thinking back to when they first met.

~ flash back ~

"Отойди от телефона!" Y/n yelled poudning on the red phonebooths window, all he got in return was a eye roll from the soldier inside. Damn soldiers thinking they run the world. "Давай, свинья!" He continued to yell. The soldier winced a little at being called a pig.

Finally the soldier put down the phone and exited the phonebooth, glaring at the h/c man as he did so. Y/n crossed his arms and shoved past him, muttering some curses while he dailed the number he was going to call. Something about the angry man was attractive to Dmitri.

~ Back to the original plot ~

Hopper laughed a little, enjoying the happiness coming from the other man. This had to have been the most happy he's been, it was nice to witness. "My son and him, they get along well. Y/n rules Mikhail with a iron fist." He shook his head and looked at Hopper. "He's definitely the favorite." Hopper chuckled.

"Yeah, I think Joyce might be the favorite too." They laughed a little together, silently thinking of the wonderful memories they had with their partners. "I miss him." The Russian said at last, sadness lased in his voice. Hopper sighed and nodded to the ground, feeling the same way for Joyce.

~ Flash Back ~

"Опять уходите?"(Are you leaving again?) Y/n didn't try to hide the anger in his tone, he felt it was right to show it. The soldier in front of him sighed and set down his glass of vodka, he was not in the mood for this again. "Я солдат, моя работа - уйти." (I'm a soldier, my job is to leave.)

Y/n scoffed and snatched away the glass, pouring it down the sink. He stared at Dmitri with rage and sadness, he didn't understand why this kept happening. It was no surprise that he would leave, but why come back for only a few days then leave again. "Ты играешь с моим сердцем, Дмитрий!" (You play with my heart, Dimitri!)

Dmitri calmed down, now seeing that his lover wasn't fully angry. It didn't help him at all, knowing that there was nothing he could do; its his job, he can't just call in sick and spend more time. Y/n ridded his face from frustrated tears, not wanting to look at the man in front of him.

"Просто оставить." (Just leave.) He muttered, making a shooing motion with his hand. Dmitri furrowed his eyebrows, going forward and wrapping his arms around his lovers waist. Y/n tried to shove him away, not wanting to get more emotional than he already was.

Dmitri held him tighter, allowing for him to break down a little, letting it out would be the best option. Y/n turned himself around, looking into the soldiers eyes "я ненавижу тебя" (I hate you). Dmitri chuckled softly and kissed the top of his lovers head, smiling down at him. "я тоже тебя люблю." (I love you too.)

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