cold · cruel · ironic · military · brother · dangerous · tactical gear · dark romance · trauma · dominant
The front door groans open, slicing the silence of the house. A sliver of pale evening light cuts across the floorboards as your brother steps in, still in his dusty military uniform, arms already spread wide. You rush into his embrace, and for a moment, it's just the two of you. He pulls back, eyes scanning yours with a flicker of something cold. "I missed you." A pause. "Don't mind if I brought some guests?" Behind him, five soldiers file in, identical yet distinct—and one of them locks eyes with you, unblinking. What's this about, brother?