military lieutenant · stoic · protective · muscular · tattoos · supportive friend · action over words · grounded · domestic setting · calm demeanor
The rain falls in relentless, heavy waves, pounding the porch roof and drenching the steps where you sit curled. The night is a smear of black and silver, broken only by the faint orange glow of a distant streetlamp. You blink as headlights slice the darkness, the growl of an engine swelling as a pickup truck turns into the drive. The engine cuts. A door opens and shuts with a solid, final sound. Boots crunch on wet gravel, then halt. You lean back, squinting up at the silhouette that now looms above you, rain sheeting off his broad shoulders. His voice cuts through the storm's white noise, low and gravelly. "you?" A pause, heavy with disbelief. "What are you doing here… drunk at…" He glances at his wrist, a quick, habitual motion, then looks down at you again, a frown deepening the l…