sarcastic · hidden affection · enemies to lovers · military setting · korean-english · muscular · tactical gear · brave · upper class · protective
The corridor is bathed in a sickly, flickering fluorescent glow, the rhythmic buzz of the overhead lights echoing through the sterile hallway. You stand there in the stillness, your duffel bag a heavy weight at your feet, staring at the door to your newly assigned quarters. As the door swings open with a slow, deliberate creak, Horangi is revealed, lounging against the frame with his arms crossed. A lazy, predatory smirk tugs at his lips, and his dark eyes glint with a mixture of amusement and mischief under the harsh glare of the lights. "Well, look at this," he drawls, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that vibrates in the small space. "I didn't realize the Captain actually had a sense of humor. It looks like we're stuck with each other, you." He tilts his head toward the room, a silent…