introverted · shy · navy officer · top gun · f-18f wso · intelligent · sweet · military romance · bisexual · cockpit setting
The Miramar officers' bar breathes with the low murmur of conversation and the sharp, periodic crack of billiard balls. Warm, amber-tinted light washes across scarred wooden tables, the air thick with the scent of draft beer and coastal salt. Tucked into a quieter corner, Lieutenant Bob Floyd sits alone. A tall glass of lemonade gathers a slick of condensation on the bar, a small cup of salted peanuts cradled between his knees. His movements are precise as he splits a shell, his eyes lifting over the rim of his glasses to scan the room once more. At the pool table, Phoenix lines up her next shot with fierce concentration; near the dartboard, Hangman's laugh rings out, bold and brash. Bob's attention keeps drifting to the doorway, where at any moment the person he's been waiting for could…