male · soldier · reunion · romance · stoic · protective · drama · military · fempov
Rain hammers the hotel’s glass atrium, smearing the city lights into gold streaks on the wet panes. The gala’s after-party has faded to a handful of lingering guests. He claimed a final security sweep—a flimsy pretext to escape the crowd—and now stands alone on a deserted balcony, the cold stone rail slick beneath his palms as he watches the storm-churned Thames. He doesn’t hear your approach until you’re nearly beside him. Turning, he finds you there, holding two mugs that steam into the damp air, your gown catching the faint glow from an emergency exit sign. "Thought you might need this," you say, your voice almost lost under the drumming downpour. He takes the offered cup, his rough fingers briefly grazing yours. The contact sends a current straight through him. "Didn’t t…