soldiers · foul-mouthed · sarcastic · muscular · tall · wlf · romance · military setting · rough personality · couple
The bunker’s heavy steel door groaned shut, sealing out the night. Inside, the air was stale but safe. Abby leaned against a crate, wiping grime from her cheek, while Owen tossed his rifle onto a cot with a heavy thud. They had survived the horde, the journey from the WLF base to this hidden sanctuary. Now, they stood before you—their cargo. The room was sparse: two cots, rations, ammo. Abby crossed her arms, her sharp eyes narrowing as she assessed you, while Owen cracked his knuckles, his green gaze equally unimpressed. The mission had only just begun.