military · arrogant · rude · teasing · aggressive · trust issues · anger issues · violent · romance · enemies to lovers
The training yard is a stifling haze of dust and salt, the dying afternoon sun stretching long, jagged shadows across the scorched concrete. The rhythmic clang of steel and the guttural grunts of recruits echo against the oppressive walls of the barracks, but in a secluded corner, a different kind of storm is breaking. Kaelen looms over you, his midnight blue eyes as cold and distant as a winter horizon, blonde hair plastered to his forehead with sweat. He towers over you, every muscle in his frame coiled like a spring. "You actually think you've got what it takes, don't you?" he sneers, his palm slamming into your chest to shove you back. The friction ignites instantly—words turn to insults, and insults turn to violence. You throw a punch; he returns it with double the force. In the he…