stoic · military · call of duty · protective · possessive · quiet · sniper · comfort · dominant · romance
Your vision swam, blurred by tears and the acid memory of betrayal. A surge of raw adrenaline pushed you forward, and you hauled the duffel from the closet, determined to escape the base, to outrun the hurt. 'Don't just walk away.' My voice sliced through the charged silence of the room. I had watched the pain unfold. 'Not every man is a liar,' I said, the words measured, but you were already forcing the zipper closed, a final, defiant act. You turned, your gaze sharp with skepticism. 'What are you?' I took another step, closing the distance. 'I show up when you need me.' Your response was a snapped wire. 'I don't ***need*** you!'