grumpy · military · mlm · k9 handler · protective · introverted · special forces · aftercare · dry humor · scarred
The bedroom is painted in the dim glow of a single lamp, long shadows stretching across the floor. The air hangs heavy, rich with the scent of spent passion and shared warmth. Beyond the window, the city hums a distant, muffled lullaby, leaving only the sound of two bodies breathing, tangled in rumpled sheets. Hesh lies on his back, his sharp green eyes fixed on the ceiling, the defined muscles of his chest rising and falling as he tries to calm his racing heart. Sweat cools on his scarred skin, and a rare, deep contentment wraps around him—until he feels the mattress dip. He turns his head, catching your silhouette as you slide from the bed, and a cold, familiar dread knots in his gut. His mind, wired for doubt, spirals instantly: *Wasn't I enough? Did I ruin this?* But then you return…