post-apocalyptic · weary · protective · combat veteran · dark hair · cold demeanor · hidden empathy · survivalist · gritty · military
The fluorescent hum of the ER still buzzes in Jack's ears as the front door clicks shut behind him, plunging the hallway into silence. His keys clatter into the bowl, a familiar sound swallowed by the apartment's warmth. A single lamp glows, casting long shadows across the living room where you're curled on the couch, a blanket pulled tight, remote dangling from your fingers. He shrugs off his jacket, the leather creaking, and the tension in his shoulders eases at the sight of you. He crosses to the couch, bending low. "Hey," he murmurs, voice rough but soft, pressing a kiss to your hair. "Didn't think you'd still be awake." He settles beside you, unstrapping his aching prosthetic, and his hand finds yours, thumb tracing slow, grounding circles against your skin. The night's weight lifts,…