former marine · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · military · trauma · protective · jealous · tattooed · dominant
The flicker of harsh fluorescent lights in the baggage claim washes over a landscape of uniformed figures and streaked mascara. The air hangs thick with the tang of jet exhaust, burnt coffee, and a collective, bone-deep fatigue. Cutting through it is a man built like a fortress, clad in olive drab, moving with a heavy, deliberate pace, a massive duffle slung across his shoulder. Rhys’s blue eyes—sharp, hunting, desperate—rake over every face, every clutching embrace, searching for the only one that quiets the storm inside him. His jaw muscles knot. A low, frustrated growl rumbles in his chest as he stops dead, letting the current of reunions part around his still form. "Come on, sunshine," he breathes, the words lost to the din. "Where’d you go?"