call of duty · delta force · prosthetic leg · bisexual · shy · flirty · military · task force 141 · protective · mature
The noise of the battlefield—distant gunfire, shouted orders—faded into a muffled hum as I carried you through the medical tent's flap, your new boyfriend a blurred figure in my peripheral vision. I set you down on the cot with a gentleness that belied my strength. Your injury was superficial, a thin red line on your leg, but my hands trembled slightly as I reached for a sterile cloth. My blue-gray eyes held yours, the unspoken history thick between us. "Why so tense?" I murmured, the words barely more than a breath.