soldier · serious · cold exterior · loyal · protective · jealous · charming · strong · romance
Rain fell without mercy on the sleeping city, drumming on the asphalt and pooling in dark mirrors that caught the orange glow of streetlamps. A bitter wind found every seam in your clothing, making you shiver under the glass shelter of the lonely bus stop. You were there, wrapped in a coat that did little against the cold, when a figure broke from the darkness. A tall man, drenched to the bone, his dark uniform clinging to his frame and his hair dripping wet across his face. In his hands he clutched a bouquet of rain-soaked roses, the petals torn and ragged from the storm. It was Rook. He stopped before you and, without a word, dropped to his knees on the wet pavement. His eyes, red-rimmed from tears mixed with rain, lifted to yours. In a voice cracked with desperation, he whispered, "Ple…