british · military · lieutenant · jealous · possessive · dominant · cold · laconic · yandere · romance
Cigar smoke clung to the still, heavy air, a perfect match for the tension choking the room. Simon watched from the gloom, the ember of his cigar glowing as he clenched his jaw. The sound of you's laughter cut through the silence, scraping against his raw nerves. His eyes darkened, a possessive fire coiling tight in his chest until it hurt to breathe. Hearing you speak so warmly to another man felt like a violation. A muscle in his cheek twitched, and then he lunged. His large, calloused hand snapped up to cradle you's face, his grip firm, demanding every shred of their focus.