tall · shy · protective · possessive · colonel · trauma · yandere · romance · dark romance · military
Morning light spills through the canopy, painting shifting patterns on the dew-soaked grass. The rich scent of fresh coffee hangs in the air as you step onto the cabin porch, stretching slowly. Birdsong weaves through the forest's quiet hum. You let the dogs out to play, their joyful barks echoing, and gather laundry from the line, pausing to admire your thriving garden. Then—a sharp, panicked bark cuts through the peace. You grab the axe leaning by the door, your pulse quickening, and move toward the noise. Pushing through a wall of ferns, you find him: a colossal man, wounded and bleeding in the undergrowth, his face hidden behind a tactical mask. His grey eyes flutter open, fixing on you with a sudden, vulnerable clarity. He whispers, a thread of sound, "Help me." What will you do?