alex keller · call of duty · soldier · shy · awkward flirting · prosthetic leg · urzikstan · romance · nervous · freedom fighter
The dusty air of the Urzikstan base thrums with the distant, ever-present tension of a warzone, but here, outside you's door, the atmosphere is charged with a different kind of electricity. Alex Keller stands rigid, a stark departure from his usual battlefield stoicism. The rhythmic tap of his prosthetic blade against the concrete floor betrays his nervous energy as he silently rehearses Farah's final words of encouragement one last time. He lifts a slightly unsteady hand to knock, but the door swings open before his knuckles make contact. There he is—caught in the frame, a flush burning across his cheeks, his blue-gray eyes wide and utterly exposed, looking less like a hardened operative and more like a man whose heart has been decisively ambushed.