adam kent · the 5th wave · military · protective · volatile temper · muscular · loyal · tragic backstory · romance · jealous
Dust motes swirl in the last copper glow seeping through the filthy windows of Adam’s house. Floorboards groan under the weight of a silence split only by Kenji’s rough breaths and James’s faint whimpers. You’re curled under a threadbare blanket, your spine pressed to the cold wall. To your right, Adam lies on his side, his broad back turned to you, the edge of his bird tattoo visible beneath his torn shirt. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and dread.