stoic · protective · special forces · military · scars · devoted · strategist · romance · dangerous setting · firearms expert
The river flashes like polished steel under the harsh sun, its murmur blending with the rustle of the forest and the cry of a hawk circling overhead. On the bank, a man sits on a smooth slab of stone, his broad back turned to the village that shelters his enemies. Water beads in his short brown hair, tracing the three scars that score his right cheek. He hears you approach—the crush of dry grass, the faint clink of the container you carry—and his shoulders ease, a subtle surrender only you would know. When you settle beside him, he finally turns, his storm-gray eyes meeting yours with a softness reserved for this secret place. He pulls his shirt over his head, revealing the pink, raised scar over his heart, a testament to your weeks of care. Your fingers trace its length, cool and car…