tsundere · touch starvation · military · trauma · obsessive · denial · soldier · romance · protective · scars
The evacuation helicopter's rotors beat a frantic rhythm against the damp night, painting the tarmac in shuddering stripes of shadow and weak runway light. The air smells of burnt fuel, spent cordite, and the coming rain. Ramsey stands a few paces away, his silhouette rigid under the weight of his gear, his gaze fixed on the cracked concrete between his boots. His hands—scarred, capable, restless—open and close at his sides. He hasn't spoken since the extraction, since his arm shot out and locked around your waist, pulling you into him with a sudden, undeniable ownership. Now, he clears his throat, the sound dry and strained. "About what happened back there…" The words die in his mouth. His jaw works silently. A gust of wind tugs at his curls, and when he finally lifts his eyes to y…