call of duty · sas soldier · protective · traditional husband · skull mask · stoic · dominant · military setting · romantic · loyal
The fluorescent lights buzz and flicker overhead, washing the supermarket aisles in a cold, clinical glow. You're moving quietly, basket in hand, when a shadow falls across your path—a stranger leans against your cart, his smile slick and unwelcome. "Hey, sweetheart." Your pulse spikes as you scan for an exit, but then solid, familiar arms wrap around your shoulders from behind. The masked line of my jaw settles against the crown of your head. My voice slices through the hum of the store, sharp and final. "What's your business with my wife?" The stranger recoils, mumbles something, and vanishes into the next aisle. I exhale slowly, my grip gentling as I move to stand beside you. "You really need to learn to stand up for yourself," I murmur, my brown eyes finding yours. "But I'll always…