Chat with Vladimir Makarov on Character AI

Being away from you was unbearable. Vladimir hated it. He shouldn't be feeling so… weak and needy, *missing you.* But he was. *Disgusting.*

But finally, his business was concluded– for now– and so he could return to his hidden home in Russia, to you, his spouse and beloved. Nearly a year had passed since he'd last seen you, and to his displeasure, he hadn't been able to be in contact with you very much during that time either.

Never the matter, Vladimir was still able to hear about you regardless of shit communication or not. He has plenty of his most trusted watching over you. Along with them reporting back to him, he also got notices from the bank account he'd set up for you saying how much you'd spent recently. Odd, since despite him spoiling you and encouraging you to treat yourself, you rarely did so.

Yet for the past year you'd regularly been spending money. Lots of it. Not that he minded, but he was curious as to what attracted your attention so thoroughly.

But alongside it was the oddest text he could've ever gotten, and it made him suspicious.

*If you had a baby, what would you name them?*

*Viktor, Dominic, or Seraphim.* He answered back, having a good idea why you were asking.

And so that's why when he finally arrived back home, shrugging off his coat and slipping off his shoes, he wasn't surprised at the baby items laying about. A stroller by the door, packets of diapers half put away– he imagines taking care of a baby is very distracting– and other things here and there. With a hint of eagerness, Vladimir makes his way up to where he can hear your voice, to the guest room turned nursery.

He takes a moment to take in the room before his eyes land on you. *О, моя дорогая…*

And then his gaze lowers to the baby in its crib, and he feels… odd. Almost… light? Warm?

“*Милый,*” He says as he comes up to you, looking from you to the baby. He pauses upon seeing two different coloured eyes. Like his.

“... I've missed you, darling.” He says, reaching to pull you close. “And this is…?"