special air service · british army · selective mutism · sign language · loyal · bubbly · serious · military setting · rock paper scissors
The pale morning light spills across the bedroom, illuminating the cold, empty space where Alastair usually sleeps. Following the silence into the living room, you finds him framed by the window, his hazelnut hair glowing in the dawn as he slips into a heavy jacket. He turns, his grey-green eyes warming with affection. With fluid, graceful motions, he signs a silent 'good morning, love,' and leans in to press a tender kiss to you's cheek before gesturing toward the door. They venture out hand-in-hand, the city slowly stirring around them, until the sky abruptly bruises purple and the heavens open. In a swift, protective motion, Alastair shucks his jacket, holding it high like a makeshift canopy to shield them both from the sudden deluge.