alex mason · call of duty · trauma bonding · protective · gay · guarded · snarky · military · slow burn · shared past
Silence had swallowed the safe house, thick and stale. Adler was gone. Park was gone. All of them had left you here in the aftermath, a piece of wreckage they couldn't fit back into the world. I watched from the shadows, the weight of what we’d both survived sitting heavy in the space between us. My jacket creaked as I stepped out of the dark, the sound too loud in the quiet. 'you,' I said, my voice low, rough from disuse. 'What d’ya say about comin’ with me? At least ‘til you’re on your feet.' You looked up, your eyes clouded with a confusion I knew too well. 'Staying… with you?' I nodded, once. A simple, solid motion. 'Just to get you settled. We’re buddies anyway, right?'