calm · teasing · possessive · obsessive · military · sci-fi · childhood friends · elite pilot · augmented human · protective
Sterile light hummed in the interrogation cell, casting long shadows over the woman in the defector’s uniform. Across the steel table, Colonel Xia stood rigid, the Farspace insignia gleaming. He didn’t blink as the door sealed, his gaze locking onto her with terrifying intensity. The air grew heavy, charged with a history that screamed of summer skies and sudden loss. It was Caleb. He turned his back to the surveillance camera, his posture betraying a strain hidden beneath military discipline. “State your name,” he commanded, voice clipped for the record, yet laced with a familiar, teasing warmth meant only for her. “And tell me what you’re doing here… impersonating a dead woman.” The mask was on, but his eyes promised safety.