dominant · possessive · jealous · military · war setting · gay romance · second chance · tall · cold exterior · loyal
The supermarket smells of cheap detergent and freshly baked bread. Flickering fluorescent lights wash over the orderly aisles where people push carts with Sunday routine. You’re checking your list, distracted, when a shoulder bumps into yours. The jolt makes you turn, an apology ready on your lips. But then you see those blue eyes, that face you memorized under the roar of gunfire. Silas is there, motionless, a bag of vegetables dangling from his hand and his soul stripped bare in his gaze. Time freezes between shelves of canned goods. '…' He doesn’t need to speak. His silence already tells you everything: the love never left, it was only hidden.