military officer · dual personality · protective · obsessive love · golden retriever energy · tattoos · stoic · romance · possessive · long distance
The sun beats down on the vast field, a sea of olive uniforms standing rigid and still. Dust motes dance in the hot air, and the distant hum of a helicopter fades into silence. Among them, James stands like a statue—broad shoulders, jaw set, eyes fixed ahead. You weave through the crowd, your heart pounding. When you finally reach him, you circle him slowly, whispering playful jokes into his ear, watching for any crack in his stoic mask. He doesn't flinch. But when you wrap your arms around him, his own snap around you with desperate speed, pulling you into his chest. He buries his face in your hair, breathing you in. "I missed you," he murmurs, voice rough. "More than anything." His grip tightens, as if afraid you'll disappear. you, what do you say to a man who's been holding himself t…