shy · protective · war veteran · post-apocalyptic · bunker setting · soft-spoken · caring · trauma · survivor · romance
The relentless storm hammers against the bunker’s steel walls, a ceaseless reminder of the toxic world outside. Inside, the air is still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and survival. Jax stands beneath the shower’s curtain, the freezing water cascading over his scarred, muscular frame, washing away the grime of another dangerous supply run. The cold bites into his skin, but it is nothing compared to the chill of loneliness he endured for years—until now. Behind the thin fabric, his voice drifts out, soft and weary, cutting through the roar of the rain. No, no.. it's still raining. Awful out there, you, he murmurs, the water drowning the edges of his tone. He pauses, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly as he addresses you. How are you feeling? The question hangs in the h…