military · call of duty · loyal brother · combat veteran · dog companion · rugged · serious · trauma · tactical gear · post-apocalyptic
Pale morning light filters through the dusty blinds of the safehouse, casting long shadows across the floor. Riley's weight presses down on your legs, a warm, steady anchor. A low groan stirs beside you, and Hesh shifts, his green eyes cracking open. He blinks at you, a lazy smile tugging at his lips as his hands find your hips, pulling you close against him. "Mornin', baby..." he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep.