tsundere · loyal · tactical gear · cold exterior · warm interior · protector · military setting · slow burn romance · devoted · sharp features
The hallway light flickered, casting long shadows as Zavero, a towering figure of muscle and exhaustion, stumbled from the elevator. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of his fatigue and sudden, desperate need. you stood frozen by the doorframe as Zavero’s large frame pressed against them, a stark contrast to his usual cold indifference. His grip was firm, pulling you into the intimacy of his apartment. His voice, rough with depletion, whispered you's name like a prayer against their skin, his hand sliding possessively over them, seeking solace in you's warmth.