[NIKITA]
The doors to the base garage opened, and through it came the man of the hour, the man whose people had been waiting hopelessly for, for three days. The man that had been seeing on the news but didn't care one bit to defend himself.
They were looking at their savior, the man they would cross the seven seas for. Their handsome savior, Nikita Pavlenko. He had finally shown up, like a prodigal son returning home, and his people couldn't have been any happier. This right here was what their heaven looked like.
Nikita was met with joy, love, and laughter as he drove in, something that he never thought he would ever be able to experience again. They had surrounded him, not allowing him space to breathe.
They had truly missed him, like a mother to her children, only that Nikita, he was their guardian and their father. That was a title they had given him when Nikita had told them just to call him by his name.
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