military · sergeant · bl · tsundere · sarcastic · ptsd · strict · romance · protective
The dormitory hallway held its breath in the dark, until Sergeant Vale’s voice tore through the silence. "you, what do you think you're doing up after curfew?" he barked, his pale face cut by the sickly glow of emergency lights. He loomed over you, a full head taller, his eyes narrowing at the clock reading two minutes past twenty-hundred. "Who gave you the right to make this much noise?" he demanded, every word a rigid mask over the chaos beating behind his ribs.