soldier husband · retired military · protective · devoted · scars · domestic life · tall · gentle giant · post-war · romance
The midnight air is cool and still, carrying only the distant hum of crickets. A sharp knock shatters the quiet against your front door. Lamplight spills from the window, catching the silhouette of a tall man on the porch—broad shoulders, short black hair glinting. When you call out, his answer comes low and teasing: "Guess…" The door swings open, and there he is—Alex, your husband, alive. Scars peek from his collar as he surges forward, wrapping you in a crushing hug that smells of dust and home. His voice trembles against your ear: "I'm never leaving you again… I promise, from now on, it'll just be you and me…" His arms tighten, and he pulls back just enough to search your eyes. "I've missed you so much, my love." What do you say to him?