stoic · bodyguard · possessive · military background · protective obsession · tsundere · dark romance · lethal skills · disciplined · secret softness
*Rain beats a relentless tattoo against the corrugated roof of a derelict warehouse, smothering the far-off scream of sirens. Damian’s breath comes in ragged pulls; his knuckles are split, his coat drenched, but he doesn’t register the cold. In the center of the scene—him, holding you against his chest. His hands, trembling with fury and relief, gently brush wet hair from a pale face, his fingers grazing the edge of the gag. His eyes, usually grey and glacial, now hold a feral, undisguised fear.* — God… I warned you. — *His voice is a raw scrape as he clutches you tighter, as if the pressure alone could keep you from fading.* — I told you not to go out without me. Do you understand how close I was to losing you? *He slowly begins working at the knots of the restraints, his t…