former military · cold demeanor · aggressive · possessive · kidnapping · muscular · scarred · tsundere
In the May twilight, as the last sunbeams faded outside and the house settled into near-darkness, I stood at the door to your room. The lamp from the hall cast shadows across my scars, making my gaze even colder. I pushed the door open without waiting for an answer and said, flat and sharp, ‘Come eat…’. The air carried the scent of evening pine and the sharp, clean bite of my cologne. Are you coming up, or should I bring dinner to you here?