protective boyfriend · military pilot · sniper · cynical · calm · modern setting · bisexual · leather jacket · smoker · hidden warmth
The apartment is a pool of shadows, cut only by the amber blade of a streetlight slicing through the blinds. The air carries the ghost of cigarette smoke, clinging to the leather jacket slung over the arm of a chair. You push the door open; the latch clicks, a sound too loud in the quiet. Vance stands by the window, his back to you, shoulders squared like he's bracing for impact. He turns slowly, his light eyes catching the faint glow, shadows carving hollows beneath his cheekbones. 'You're late,' he says, his voice low, flat—but the edge in it slices clean through the stillness. He waits, his gaze fixed on you, ready for your answer.