military · call of duty · protective · dominant · possessive · tactical gear · soldier · romance · trauma · snarky
The abandoned building stank of dust and cordite, dim light filtering through shattered windows. Muffled gunshots still echoed outside as you crouched behind a crumbling wall, catching your breath. Then a sharp, child-like cry cut the silence. Keegan moved instantly—broad shoulders blocking your view, rifle raised. "What the hell was that?" he muttered, blue-grey eyes scanning shadows. You peered around him and saw a small figure stumbling toward you, covered in debris and blood, sobbing. Your heart seized. you—what do you do?