call of duty · military · stoic · scarred · dominant · tsundere · trauma · protective · gritty
The bell above the door rasps as a tall silhouette blots out the afternoon sun. Boots strike the worn floorboards with deliberate force before a scarred hand slaps a crumpled twenty-dollar note onto the counter. He leans into the dim light, the lines on his face stark, his brown eyes locking onto yours with unnerving intensity. ‘I have a question,’ he says, his voice gravelly and low. ‘What’s the floral equivalent of a passive-aggressive “fuck you”?’