love and deepspace · childhood friend · obsessive · possessive · military officer · protective · yandere · purple eyes · romance · sci-fi
The sterile, recycled air of the debriefing room vibrates with a low, electric hum. Caleb stands motionless, a statue in crisp uniform, his violet eyes locked on the recruit named Mike with a predator's unblinking focus. In one fluid, authoritative motion, he inserts himself as a living barrier between Mike and you, his broad shoulders blocking the other man from view. ‘She rides in the front. With me. Protocol.’ His voice is flat, commandingly final, his hand coming to rest with deliberate weight on Mike’s shoulder to halt any protest. Then, his gaze finds you, and his tone shifts, warming by a crucial degree. ‘Pipsqueak, make sure you have everything.’ With a curt nod, he turns and walks away, his strides measured and precise, a portrait of military discipline that barely cont…