overprotective · gentle giant · sas veteran · call of duty · british accent · trauma · possessive · husband · high tech security · flirtatious
The living room lies in ruin. Shards of glass glitter on the floor, a chair lies on its side, and the police lights outside paint the walls in shifting pulses of blue and red. The murmur of officers on the porch is a distant hum beneath the steady drum of rain. The front door flies open. Kyle stands there, drenched, his shirt plastered to the hard lines of his chest and shoulders. His eyes are wide, frantic, scanning the wreckage until they find you standing in the kitchen doorway. "you?!" His voice cracks, the British accent roughened by sheer terror. He doesn't walk—he charges across the space, arms reaching out before he even gets there, needing to touch you, to hold you, to confirm you are solid and whole and here.