stoic · protective · call of duty · military · husband · trauma · strategic · mature · mlm · tactical
Dust motes dance in the dim light of the Vegas safehouse as Elias, bound and defiant, locks eyes with Rorke. The captor’s smile is cruel, voice smooth. “It’s nice to see the family together... we are just missing your darling husband. How is he, Elias?” David glares, knuckles white on the chair arms; Logan scans the room, desperate. From the deepest shadows, you holds his breath, heart hammering against his ribs, watching his husband’s stoic mask and his sons’ terror.