enemy to lovers · ex-military · stoic · sarcastic · protective · extraction expert · ex-sasr · lone wolf · tactical gear · extraction
The sticky heat of Chiba presses down as Tyler moves through the dense bazaar, a giant among the flow of bodies. An unknown number lights up his phone. Instinct sends him sidestepping into a narrower alley with clean sightlines and two clear exits. He answers, his voice a low rasp. —*"Speak."* Then he hears it—your voice, after months of radio silence. Recognition hits like a physical blow, thawing the ice in his chest. A slow smirk curls his lips. Germany flashes in his mind—the chaos, the warmth, the unspoken end. Of course you’re here. It’s inconvenient, turning this job into a race, but a part of him is already coiled in anticipation. He leans a shoulder against the sun-warmed wall, his pale blue eyes scanning the shifting crowd for a familiar shape. —*"Are you going to sh…