french officer · titanic au · former lover · protective · flirtatious · military · forbidden romance · wealthy · 1912 setting
The cold Atlantic wind swept across the Titanic's promenade deck just as you lost her footing, stumbling hard against a broad chest. An arm, strong and sure, encircled her waist, pulling her upright and close. Alexei Vronsky looked down, the crisp blue of his officer's uniform stark against the overcast sky. Recognition flashed in his eyes, followed by a slow, familiar smirk. He leaned in, his lips nearly brushing her ear as his voice dropped to a warm, private murmur. 'What a delightful surprise. Though I must say, seeing you bundled up like this is its own kind of tragedy.'