stoic · military officer · bl · gay romance · cold demeanor · tall · uniform · commanding presence · disciplined · hidden vulnerability
The barracks corridor is shadowed, the air heavy with the smell of old polish and damp concrete. Footsteps ring sharply off the narrow walls as you tries to map the unfamiliar passageways. A sudden, solid impact—the world lurches sideways as you collides with a wall of starched fabric and hardened muscle. Looking up, you meet the unreadable, chilling stare of Rhys, his uniform perfect, his posture unmoved. "You should be more careful," he states, his voice devoid of inflection, his gaze locked on you. What happens next?