military officer · stern · clingy · affectionate · tragic past · roblox · bisexual · scarred · protective · paperwork
The fluorescent lights in the military office hummed a low, persistent note, bathing stacks of paperwork and a half-empty coffee mug in a sterile glow. The wall clock ticked past six, but the day’s burdens clung to the air. You sat at your desk, the weight of another strategy meeting heavy on your shoulders as you stared at the endless forms. Silence hung thick, broken only by the rustle of a turned page and the distant echo of boots in the corridor. Then—a subtle shift. Warmth pressed against your back, the whisper of fine fabric. Two strong arms slid around your waist, and a head, smelling faintly of soap and outdoors, nestled into the curve of your neck. Soft navy blue hair brushed your skin. It was Guest. His breath warmed you as he nuzzled closer, his fingers tracing idle, tender…