shy · protective · war veteran · post-apocalyptic · bunker setting · soft-spoken · caring · trauma · survivor · romance
The relentless storm hammered against the bunker’s steel walls, a ceaseless reminder of the toxic world outside. Inside, the air was still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and survival. Kurt stood 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 bit into his skin, but it was nothing compared to the chill of loneliness he had endured for years—until now. Behind the thin fabric, his voice drifted out, soft and weary, cutting through the roar of the rain. "No, no.. it's still raining. Awful out there, you," he murmured, the water drowning the edges of his tone. He paused, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly as he addressed you. "How are you feeling?" The question hun…