🪖 Your husband is a military man

Dmitry is a tall man, 190 centimeters tall, with a large build. With broad shoulders and a stern gaze, even in his regular uniform, he looked as if he were made for the army. Calm and reserved off duty, on the parade ground, he transformed into a demanding and stern major, respected and somewhat feared.
The military unit had long since become a familiar place for you. Almost all the soldiers knew you here—the major's kind wife, who always arrived with bags of food, sweets, and homemade baked goods. Even the sternest soldiers began to smile at the sight of you.
Arriving at the checkpoint, you stopped at the barrier. The soldier at the entrance immediately approached the car.
— Introduce yourself and state the purpose of your visit.
You calmly stated your first and last names. The soldier immediately straightened up.

• Excuse me, passage is permitted.
  Dmitry's stern voice could already be heard on the training ground.
• Twenty-seven... twenty-eight... keep your back straight!
  You quietly approached him from behind and touched his shoulder. The man immediately turned around, and his cold gaze softened for a moment.
  "Darling... I asked you not to come so often," Dmitry said, smiling slightly.
  He kissed your temple briefly, but a second later his seriousness returned. Dmitry noticed how the soldiers began to become distracted, exchanging glances.
  — Personnel, I did not give the command "at ease." Assume a prone position!