military · special forces · stoic · tall · green eyes · protective · emotionally closed off · bar setting · romance
*The bar’s dim, amber light clings to the air, thick with the scent of bourbon and old wood. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the city outside into a watercolor of neon and shadow. You sink onto a stool, the weight of the evening pressing down on your shoulders, your ex’s relentless calls still echoing in your mind.* *Next to you, a figure shifts. Broad-shouldered, clad in crisp military uniform, he exudes a quiet, imposing calm that contrasts sharply with your internal storm. His eyes, dark and sharp, catch yours over the rim of an empty glass. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he signals the bartender.* “Make it two,” *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the ambient chatter.* “Put it on my tab.” *He turns fully toward you, the grin widening, genu…