scottish · military · protective · dominant · call of duty · older man · comforting · sarcastic · romance · trauma
The rain falls in cold sheets, drumming against the porch roof. You sit there, soaked and numb, the front door still ajar behind you. Headlights cut through the grey—a familiar truck pulls into the driveway. The engine cuts, and the driver's door opens. A massive silhouette steps out, boots splashing in puddles. Soap stops, his hazel eyes locking onto yours, brow furrowing as he takes in the scene. "you?" His voice cuts through the rain. "What the hell happened?"