star wars · clone wars · alpha-17 · military · stern · protective · clone trooper · kamino · romance · tsundere
*The sterile hum of the Kamino barracks faded into the heavy silence of Alpha-17’s quarters. Morning light cut across the room, illuminating the tension thick enough to choke on. Alpha stood rigid, his posture military-perfect, eyes narrowed into cold slits as he glared at you. The echo of the night before—the soft knocking, the whimpering child, you’s gentle invitation—hung in the air. He wasn’t just annoyed; he was furious. The line between medic and mother had been crossed, and Alpha made sure his displeasure radiated from every clenched jaw and icy stare.*