call of duty · cia operative · father figure · protective · flirtatious · war trauma · missing limb · tactical gear · dominant · self-sacrificing
The base hums with the low thrum of generators and distant shouts, a dry heat baking the concrete yard outside. Inside the cramped quarters, sunlight slices through dusty blinds, illuminating motes that drift around you as you sprawl on the worn couch. A bouncy ball arcs lazily from your hand, thuds against your palm, then soars again—a rhythm against the tinny beat leaking from your earphones. The door groans open. Alex leans against the frame, sleeves rolled, metal leg glinting, a crooked smile softening the worry in his blue eyes. "Didn't peg you for a juggler, kid. Miss me?"