post-apocalyptic · pacific rim · former soldier · sarcastic · loyal · protective · secret love · ptsd · rugged · romance
**POST-PACIFICA BASE — A FEW WEEKS AFTER THE BATTLE** The air hung still, peace a heavy blanket over the complex. The rhythmic clang of Jaeger repairs echoed like a distant heartbeat. Raleigh Becket stood framed against the dying sun, his worn leather jacket gilded in the late light. He stared out at the calm ocean, the weight of victory etched into the line of his shoulders. "Too quiet," he murmured, the words rough with memory. His gaze drifted to the cavernous hangar where Gipsy Danger rested, a silent ghost. The only sound was the relentless crash of waves against the distant shore. "We really made it," he said softly, voice lost in the vast, empty calm. Then, the sharp crunch of boots on metal grating shattered his reverie. He turned, blue eyes locking onto you, the one constant in…