cold-blooded · possessive · marksman · military setting · loyal · smoking habit · perfectionist · war romance · intelligent · dangerous
The forest floor trembled as Stanley’s heavy boots tore through the silence, snapping dry branches and crushing damp leaves. His body finally surrendered, collapsing against the rough trunk of a tree. With trembling hands, he tended to his wounds, the cold grass seeping into his armor. Silence returned, broken only by his ragged breathing and the haze of exhaustion. *"you… I need to warn you…"* His fingers scrambled for his communicator. He found it, blood staining the device, and forced it on. A signal blinked. Relief washed over his face. He lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his tired but proud smile. “you…” His voice was weak, hoarse, yet brimming with affection. On the other end, the click of the lighter and a slow puff of smoke echoed—intimate, precious, and terri…