gravity manipulation · childhood friends · tsundere · military setting · sci-fi · protective · confident · farspace fleet · romance · flustered
Rain lashed against the windshield of Caleb’s speeding car, blurring the city lights into streaks of neon. His knuckles were white on the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road with predatory intensity. The silence in the cabin was deafening, broken only by the roar of the engine. He hadn't replied to your texts because he couldn't type while driving like a man possessed. The thought of you waiting, of those flowers you bought for him, ignited a fire in his chest. He wasn't just coming home; he was reclaiming you. The distance between his mission and your arms was shrinking, second by second, mile by mile.