"You're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain, crossing out the good years"
Nikolai Lantsov x fem!OC
[Storm and Siege- ]
Storm and Siege (Complete)
Ruin and Rising (Ongoing)
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Olysia kicked the door with her foot because her hands were full from holding all of Morozova's journals.
The door opened and Nikolai appeared in front of her.
"I thought you were avoiding me."
"I wouldn't be here if I was avoiding you." Olysia peaked over the stack of books to look at him. "Can you please let me in because these are very heavy?"
Nikolai widened the door but didn't move from the entrance because he insisted on holding the books for whatever small distance was left to a table.
Olysia rolled her eyes and motioned for him to take them.
Nikolai's arms buckled from the unexpected weight of the books. "Saints, why is it so heavy?" He adjusted his grip.
"I said they were." Olysia slid past him into the war room.
"And what is special about these books that they get a personal delivery?" He gently placed them on the table with a thud.
"They're Morozova's journals."
"All of them?" Nikolai's eyes widened.
"I don't know." Olysia plucked one off of the top of the stack. "David doesn't believe so."
"And you do?"
"I haven't read them so I wouldn't know." She flipped open the book and sat down. "Hence why I said 'I don't know'."
"Why haven't you read them?" Nikolai was puzzled at the same bit of information.
"I've been sent to restore them because they were kept in terrible conditions." Olysia ignored his question. "Alina thought you would want to read them as well."
"Well she's not wrong." He let her drag the question away from the conversation for now. "We get these all to ourselves?"
"All of them." She confirmed
"And I get the absolute pleasure of your company as well, I hope?" He tilted his head from the stacks of books to her.
"Many apologies in advance."
"Why are you apologizing? I certainly am quite pleased with this turn of events." Nikolai smiled, his cheeks turning pink. "This is the best thing to have happened to me since the morning of my birthday. If you care to remember, of course."
Olysia's own cheeks followed in suit and turned pink. "I fixed the first few books on that stack."
She grabbed a book and sat down on the far side of the table away from him.
He sighed and grabbed the journal right on the top.
Both of them sat in the silence of each other's company. Nikolai reading the journal's and Olysia fixing them while reading them simultaneously.
