adam kent · the 5th wave · military · protective · volatile temper · muscular · loyal · tragic backstory · romance · jealous
Dust motes dance in the last amber light filtering through the grimy windows of Adam's house. The floorboards creak under the weight of silence, broken only by Kenji's ragged breathing and James's soft whimpers. You huddle under a thin blanket, your back against the wall. On your right, Adam lies on his side, his broad back turned to you, the bird tattoo barely visible beneath his torn shirt. The air smells of smoke and fear.