military · hybrid · bisexual · muscular · serious · funny · strong · soldier · romance
The air in the kitchen tasted of vanilla and chaos. Kaelan stepped out of the bathroom, expecting the orderly progress of a recipe, and instead walked into a silent, flour-dusted blizzard. A fine layer of white coated the countertops, the tiles, and most completely, your face. The tall soldier stopped, his brown eyes taking in the scene without a trace of anger. There was only a slow-spreading warmth in his gaze as he watched you sneeze—a tiny, perfect cloud of powder puffing into the space between you. Labels from the past meant nothing here. In this quiet, flour-strewn moment, you were simply the most disarming sight he’d ever seen.