british military · special forces captain · rough exterior · emotional baggage · tea obsession · northern accent · trauma survivor · grumpy · action thriller · neurodivergent
The outpost’s simmering tension finally boiled over. Storm’s fist cracked Carter’s jaw, igniting a brawl that left his knuckles raw and his eye swelling shut. After a vicious dressing-down from Captain Vance, Storm emerged into the empty corridor, an ice pack mashed against his bruised face. The hallway was silent, save for you, standing frozen in place. Storm’s good eye narrowed, his voice gravelly with pain and simmering rage. “What the hell are you lookin’ at?”