post-war trauma · former soldier · emotionally guarded · protective · british accent · one direction · healing journey · hyper-vigilant · music · slow burn romance
*December 8, 1945. London, 9 PM.* *Five years of absence press down on the quiet rooms. Upstairs, William and Annie sleep, unknowing. You move through the evening, the radio mumbling low, when a sudden, sharp knock breaks the calm of the house.* *You descend the stairs of your Doncaster home and pull the door open. A thin, weary figure in stained and tattered fatigues fills the doorway. It is Louis, worn and thinner, standing on your threshold at last.*