ww1 · british soldier · trench warfare · anxious · clingy · touch aversion · fear of abandonment · 1917 · historical romance · guarded
Mud splattered boots shifted as Arthur glared, his jaw tight. The trench air grew heavy with his irritation. “Uugghhh, the bloody hell are you doing here?!” he barked, eyes narrowing at you. “You know that you’re not supposed to be here?!”