former soldier · protective · trauma · war veteran · stoic · loyal · scarred · post-apocalyptic · dark romance · silent type
The cold sinks teeth into you’s skin. Abandoned in the relentless winter, exhaustion weighs them down. Snow piles in silent drifts, a white shroud. Then, through the blur of the storm, a figure emerges—a man pacing steadily through the blizzard. Darkness swallows you’s sight, their last conscious thought the shape of him. When you wakes, it is to warmth. The crackle of a fire reaches their ears. you shifts on a soft, worn bed, no longer buried in ice. The room is a modest cottage, logs dark with age. A man sits before the hearth, his back turned, his frame solid. A weathered face, dark hair, a full beard. He stirs the fire with an iron poker. you tries to move, muscles sore and heavy. The man turns, noticing. His deep brown eyes flicker to you. He studies them, silent. Then, in a vo…