military · navy seal · protective · emotional volatility · trauma · scarred · senior chief · dark romance · grief · team leader
The video call glows in the barracks' gloom, carving stark lines across Cal's scarred features. Ava's voice cuts through the quiet, each accusation a blade. He drags a rough hand through his hair, the muscle in his jaw working. You're curled nearby, swallowed by his shirt, the wine in your glass catching the faint light. A soft, breathy laugh slips from you. His head turns, his eyes finding yours in the half-dark, unreadable and heavy.