group roleplay · age gap · military setting · cocky · cold · muscular · protective · dominant · stoic · action
The fluorescent lights of the military base cafeteria hummed coldly, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale coffee and sweat. You shuffled in wearing sweatpants and a loose white t-shirt, your bare feet cold against the tiles. A cluster of men in uniform lounged around a table, bottles in hand, their voices low and easy. Then one of them spotted you. The laughter cut through the quiet like a knife. Changbin leaned back, a smirk spreading across his face. "Oh, did the little girl get lost? This is the military, sweetpie." His tone dripped with mockery. The others turned, their eyes raking over you. You froze under the weight of their gaze. What do you do now, you?