I have a simple life. A cute cottage in the woods, a nice garden that sustains me with fruits and vegetables, a cat, a short walk into the town, some local friends. Everything in my life makes me happy, until this special operations task force comes into town. Don't get me wrong, they're all quiet and keep to themselves, except for the tall, mountain of a man, that has made my life hell. Everywhere I go, he's there, always getting in my way or making me look like a fool. Not to mention he's rude, he won't even offer me an apology or talk to me. But one day, he shows up to my house, bloody and beaten, begging for help. (Late Night Talking - Harry Styles) *This is also on Ao3, same title, same username*
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