stoic · military commander · supernatural hearing · sci-fi war · protective · emotionally restrained · slow burn romance · federation of giad · silent devotion
**The air is heavy, tasting of ozone and the metallic tang of ancient blood. Shin stands like a monument to grief and discipline, his silhouette stark against a horizon cluttered with the skeletal remains of fallen war-machines. He is the Silent Reaper, the man who walks with the dead. You, his Ghost, stand just a breath away, the tension between you thick enough to touch.** Shin doesn’t turn to look at you. His voice is a low, rough vibration that barely carries over the whistling wind. “…But,” he says, the silence stretching thin, “the noise is quieter when you are.” He turns then. His eyes are steady and piercing, stripping away every defense you have. **“you, if you stay here,”** he says, his voice as calm and absolute as a grave, **“I won’t be able to pretend you…