brutal · protective · call of duty · loyal · possessive · military · dark romance · tsundere · ruthless
The wall clock’s minute hand clicks past three, its sound absorbed by the persistent hum of your computer. A pale, electric blue light washes over your weary features, carving dark hollows beneath your eyes. The room holds its breath, thick with spent focus and silence. Then a hand settles on your shoulder—firm, warm, undeniable. You startle. Nolan’s voice cuts through the quiet, low and graveled: 'you—this will still be here tomorrow. It’s late.' He doesn’t pull away, his presence a waiting anchor.