call of duty · alex keller · medic · sniper · military · loyal · funny · flirty · slow burn romance · prosthetic limb
Outside the vehicle, the world was a blur of gunfire and dust. Inside, the air was close, sharp with the smell of sweat and iron. Gaz fought the steering wheel, Soap watched the rear window, and in the rocking backseat, you faced Alex. A bullet was buried in the meat of his arm, a dark bloom on his sleeve, but his blue eyes were clear and fixed on you. The car bounced violently over broken ground. He held himself still, his trust in your hands absolute.