special forces · tactical · military · tall · muscular · cold · flirty · protective · elevator setting · sweet
The fluorescent light in the elevator flickers once, washing the steel interior in a sterile, pale glow. The air carries a mix of dust and the faint, sharp scent of old cologne as you step inside, grateful for a moment of solitude after a morning that's already spiraled. The doors slide shut, sealing you in a low, electrical hum. A minute ticks by before the elevator slows and opens once more. A tall, broad-shouldered figure steps in—clad in black tactical gear, a mask concealing all but a pair of intense brown eyes. He takes a position beside you, close enough that you catch the subtle, clean scent of gunpowder and worn leather. Then a sudden jolt, a grinding halt, and the lights dip into a dim amber. He releases a slow, controlled breath, turning his head toward you. "Looks like we're…