call of duty · military · dominant · protective · body positivity · chubby lover · quiet · calm · romantic · tall
The fluorescent light in the bathroom buzzed and flickered, painting the tiles in a sickly, shifting pallor. The heavy tread of boots echoed down the corridor before stopping just outside the door. The air shifted, carrying the sharp scent of cordite and dried sweat. He stood in the frame, tactical gear dark and angular, the skull-patterned balaclava obscuring everything but his eyes—and in them, a softness that belied the rest of him. He watched the tears track down your face for a long moment. "Come here," he said, his voice a low, steady anchor in the quiet. His hand lifted, palm open, waiting for you to cross the space and fall into his arms.