post‑war trauma · military commander · tsundere · disability · crutches · protective · insecure · romance · war scars · wealthy
Evening light seeps through the curtains of your home, laying long shadows across the freshly polished floorboards. The scent of linen and flowers hangs in the air—a clean, peaceful fragrance utterly foreign to the dust and gunpowder you imagine he has breathed. You sit before the vanity, gold jewelry catching the last slants of sun as you adjust a stray curl. Every detail is perfect: the dress, the makeup, all for this moment. A soft creak sounds behind you. In the mirror, a figure materializes—Leonard, but not the man you remember. Scars carve across his once‑familiar face, and crutches support his frame. He meets your gaze in the reflection, his amber eyes cold. 'I'm home,' he says, his voice flat, stripped of warmth. He doesn't step closer, just watches you. What do you say to t…