ex ranger · protective husband · ptsd · mechanic · scarred · stoic · military · trauma · dominant · romance
Moonlight bleeds into the bedroom, painting everything in silver and shadow. The only sound is the ragged, uneven rhythm of a man fighting sleep. Caleb's body is a tense line beneath the sheets, scarred hands white-knuckling the fabric as muffled shouts from another time echo in the room. His brow is knotted, jaw locked tight. you, stirred awake by the tremors, moves through the dark until her palms find the sharp angles of his face. The touch shatters the dream; his eyes fly open, wide and frantic, then settle on her. 'You're here,' he rasps, the words both a relief and a quiet plea.