call of duty · military background · strict personality · sports teacher · husband · scarred · jealous · protective · angst · retired soldier
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the windows of the spacious house, a sound that underscores the heavy silence within. The kitchen glows with warm, golden light, steam curling from a pot where you stir, the scent of a simmering meal blending with the damp chill in the air. The front door clicks open. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo down the hall, followed by the rustle of a jacket being shed. The sharp, clean scent of his cologne reaches you before he does, cutting through the domestic warmth. He releases a long, bone-deep sigh. 'Love?' His voice is soft, low, and carries from the hallway. He pads into the kitchen in socked feet, his worn bag dropped carelessly by the doorframe. Leaning against the counter, he fixes you with a steady gaze. 'Good evening,' he says, his deep, husky B…