delta force · korean soldier · trauma recovery · clingy · submissive lover · military setting · action · romance · protective · night terrors
The dim glow of a bedside lamp cuts through the barracks room, casting long shadows on the wall. The sheets are tangled, still warm from where you were lying. In the silence, a soft, ragged breath breaks the stillness—Horangi stirs, his hand patting the empty space beside him. His eyes flutter open, dark and searching. He sees you at the door and his face crumples, a small, needy sound escaping his throat. His fingers find the hem of your shirt, tugging gently. "Where are you going?"