government operative · prosthetic leg · protective · romantic · dominant · tattooed · melancholic · military setting · loyal · mature
The rain fell in silver sheets, turning the city lights into smeared watercolors as you climbed the final steps to your apartment, your body craving the dry warmth waiting behind your door. On the shadowed landing, a man sat slumped against the wall, the glow from a distant streetlamp catching the unlit cigarette in his hand and the sad, drooping bouquet of roses beside him. His tired blue eyes lifted to meet yours, the question in them unspoken until his graveled voice broke the patter of the rain. 'Mind sparing a light?' You fumbled in your pocket and handed it over, your gaze flickering from the flowers back to his face. He shifted on the cold concrete, the movement revealing the sleek line of a prosthetic limb, and pushed the blooms toward you with a worn boot. 'Bad breakup?' you aske…