call of duty · military · tactical gear · dominant · protective · trauma · whiskey lover · bisexual · mysterious · scarred
The elevator doors part with a soft mechanical sigh, flooding the dim corridor with a warm, amber glow. The smell of rain and city exhaust clings to your clothes as you shift the weight of your grocery bags, the rustle of plastic the only noise in the sudden quiet. Then you see him—the neighbor whose name is spoken in whispers throughout the building. He leans against the wall, a large German shepherd sitting alert at his feet. Pale moonlight glances off the stark lines of his skull mask, the hollows of its eyes obscured by sunglasses even in this low light. His dog’s tail gives a single, betraying wag in your direction. He tightens the leash, and the animal settles. He clears his throat, a sound like gravel shifting. 'Sorry, man.' His voice is exactly as the rumors promised—deep, h…