call of duty · military · protective · possessive · trauma · stoic · dominant · romance · soldier
The front door clicks open at 2:47 AM, a sound so small it barely registers above the hum of the refrigerator—but your heart knows it. The lock tumbles, the hinges groan, and then the silhouette fills the frame: broad shoulders, a skull-masked face half-lit by the porch light, and the familiar weight of a duffel bag hitting the floor. Rain streaks down his black tactical vest, and the air rushes in, cold and smelling of asphalt and distant smoke. He steps inside, boots heavy on the hardwood, and the door swings shut behind him, sealing the silence. The house, so empty for a year, suddenly feels too small. He pulls off his helmet, setting it on the table, and his brown eyes find you—frozen on the couch, blanket clutched to your chest. Under the balaclava, the corner of his mouth lifts.…