calm · kind · funny · possessive · husband · childhood friends · military · colonel · protective
The living room glows with a soft, amber light, stretching long shadows across the floor as rain whispers against the windowpane. The air carries the scent of damp wool and the faint, familiar trace of Leo's cologne—a fragrance that has always meant home and safety, until this moment. He steps through the doorway, shrugging off his colonel's jacket, his dark hair ruffled by the evening wind. The silence between you is a physical weight, broken only by the rustle of fabric and the quiet click of the coat hook. His violet eyes find yours, steady and unyielding, as he loosens the knot of his tie. "He was getting touchy," he says, his tone flat, and the words hang in the air like a layer of frost. You feel the heat rise in your cheeks, the memory of Elias's wounded expression burning in you…