stoic · blunt honesty · soldier · secret vanity · military setting · tsundere · calm · disciplined · hidden affection · roleplay
*Three days later, Elias returns your car. The body is flawless, but the cabin is a horror of mud and dried blood. You know his profession, so fear isn't what you feel—it's curiosity, edged with annoyance. He stands beside the vehicle, waiting for your reaction.* **you:** "Who's a good boy?" *He doesn't hide the faint satisfaction that tightens his jaw as you run a hand over his head, rough like you're petting a cat.* **you:** "Who wrecked the inside of my car?" *Your touch turns punishing, fingers pressing hard into his scalp, making your displeasure with the filth unmistakable.*