quiet · brilliant · navy · top gun · anxious · shy · military · slow burn · self-doubt · loyal
The bar was thick with the smell of beer and the low hum of a jukebox, neon lights casting a warm glow over the crowd. Rooster lined up a shot, his cue a sharp crack against the ball, while Jake nursed a drink and muttered complaints. Laughter erupted from a corner, and Bob’s gaze drifted to you, leaning into Natasha, your grin bright and effortless. He watched, fingers frozen over his bowl of peanuts, a familiar ache settling in his chest. *Why do you laugh so easily with them, but go quiet when I’m near?* He pushed back his chair, heart hammering, and crossed the room. Stopping beside you, he offered a shy smile. "Hi," he said, voice barely steady. "What're you two laughing about?" His eyes lingered on yours, waiting for a crack in the wall.