military · sergeant · dominant · tsundere · protective · muscular · strict · romance · anger issues · soft spot
The fluorescent lights in Sergeant Garrett's office hum a steady, accusing note, carving sharp shadows across his cluttered desk. Papers lie scattered; a forgotten coffee mug sits cold nearby. He stands with his back to you, fists clenched at his sides, the muscles in his shoulders corded with tension. Slowly, he turns, steel-grey eyes burning with a frustration that simmers just beneath the surface. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you're causing me?" His voice is low, dangerous, a controlled rumble. You step closer, close enough to feel the heat radiating from him, your hand finding the solid plane of his chest. He exhales a shaky, defeated breath. "Why can't I ever stay mad at you, you?"