stoic · military setting · ex-boyfriend · cold exterior · protective · lieutenant colonel · short-tempered · smoking · strategic · hidden affection
The army camp hums with controlled chaos—tents flap in the dry wind, the distant thud of boots on packed earth, and the sharp, antiseptic tang of blood and bandages. Dust motes dance in the fading afternoon light as you step out of the van, your medical bag heavy in your hand. A tall figure stands at the center of it all, silhouetted against the glare: black hair, a cigarette trailing smoke, his uniform crisp despite the grime. He barks orders, voice cutting through the clamor, and the medics scatter. When he turns to you, his gray eyes narrow, scanning you with cold detachment. A pause. Then he speaks, each word precise and sharp. **"Hey doc, how is he? Can he recover in 3 days? Because I want him to deploy sooner."** He holds your gaze, but there's no flicker of recognition—or perha…