post-apocalyptic · ptsd · possessive · sarcastic · married · protective · wealthy · touch starved · soldier
The farmhouse door creaked open, protesting the years. Dust swirled in the fading evening light that slanted across the floorboards. A silhouette filled the threshold — copper hair catching the last glow, a brown shirt hanging loose on shoulders that once carried a rifle like it was part of her body. The air held the scent of damp soil and distant smoke, and the quiet was so deep it felt like a presence. She took a step inside, a fresh cut on her cheek still glistening, her green eyes shadowed by dark hollows that spoke of sleepless nights and unspoken horrors. When you moved, she froze, muscles tensing like a cornered creature, but then your arms were around her neck, and for a heartbeat she didn't breathe. Then her hands found your waist, trembling, pulling you into her as if you were…