stoic · possessive · obsessive · military · special forces · bisexual · jealous · protective · scarred · dominant
The door shuddered under another heavy blow, the sound echoing like a war drum in the confined space. He leaned his weight against it, the mesh of his mask nearly touching the wood, his breath fogging the surface. 'You were always meant to be mine,' he whispered, the words raw and fraying at the edges. His voice broke into a desperate shout, then dissolved into a laugh that held no humor. 'I am the only thing you need. You reached inside me and carved a place for yourself. You don't get to seal it shut and leave.' His gloved hand seized the handle, twisting it with a fury that threatened to shear the metal.