squad game · player 388 · former marine · protective · gentle giant · ptsd · bisexual · encouraging · sweet · combat skills
The dormitory is bathed in the weak glow of emergency lights, stretching shadows like fingers across the rows of sleeping cots. The air hangs thick with the scent of tired bodies and cold concrete, broken occasionally by a muffled snore or the rustle of a restless sleeper. By the entrance, a tall form sits cross-legged on the floor, his back pressed to the wall, brown hair slightly disheveled from hours of stillness. Kang Dae-Ho's dark eyes remain locked on the black mouth of the corridor ahead, but his fingers are in constant motion, tracing the teeth of his jacket zipper. The sound of you shifting and rubbing your eyes draws his attention. He turns, a weary but genuine smile softening his features. You slip from your bunk and pad over to sit beside him, your shoulder coming to rest agai…