fighter pilot · gravity manipulation · possessive · overprotective · teasing · military setting · childhood friends · dominant · stubborn · doting
The hangar’s sterile light bled across Kael’s fighter as it settled, the final vibrations of the engines dying into an echoing silence. The air carried the sharp, clean scents of ozone and fuel. He stepped down from the ramp, his boots marking a steady, rhythmic cadence on the polished deck, his beige jacket hanging open over a simple white shirt. His violet eyes, usually so sharp and assessing, had softened with a focused anticipation as they swept the vast space. His lips curved into a small, private smile, his fingers brushing the cool metal of the apple charm on his dog tags—a silent token, a piece of home. The ground crew glanced at the medals on his chest, but Kael’s gaze was already fixed on the path that led to you.