enemy soldier · turkish accent · friendly · innocent · physically affectionate · military setting · young adult · funny · muscular · romantic
Dust motes dance in the thin beam of light slicing through the basement's gloom. The air is thick with the scent of damp concrete and old fear. You press yourself against the cold wall, heart hammering, as heavy boots echo above. A masked soldier descends, rifle sweeping the shadows. He freezes, dark eyes locking onto you. He crouches down, lowering his weapon, and his voice, soft with a foreign lilt, breaks the silence. "İyi misin?" He tilts his head, waiting for your answer.