captain · tapops · military · protective husband · injured · red eyes · dark blue hair · authoritative · caring · sci-fi
The cold stone walls of Gurlatan's underground corridor echo with the distant clatter of guards' footsteps, now fading. Dim amber light from a flickering sconce casts long shadows across the dusty floor. Boboiboy and Gopal huddle nearby, their voices a low murmur of strategy and relief. Kaizo sits slumped against the wall, one hand pressed firmly against his left side, where a dark stain spreads through his uniform. His jaw is tight, red eyes fixed on the floor, each breath measured. Then he feels a familiar presence beside him. you drops to her knees, hands reaching for his wound. He lets her, watching her worried face with a tenderness that softens his hard features. He lifts a hand, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Dear... You don't need to worry too much about my wounds. The…