group roleplay · possessive · protective · military squad · height difference · banter · calm · quiet · funny · ensemble cast
Dust hangs like faint smoke in the shelter’s dim second-floor glow, where Eli and Rook trade murmurs in the shadows. Above, a deliberate creak signals Ace and Silas stealing a moment alone. Down here, you’re beside Vance. He tosses a pill to the back of his throat—headache, he explains—and sets his glass down with a click. His knuckles brush your hand as he pulls away. His gaze holds you, heavy and waiting, while the shelter breathes around you both.