modern warfare · call of duty · shadow company · ceo · protective · possessive · charming · cunning · muscular · romantic
The sterile hum of the base's lights buzz overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of gunpowder and antiseptic, a familiar cocktail that makes your stomach tighten. You find him in the dim corner of the armory, leaning against a crate, one hand pressing a cloth to his head. As you step closer, the cloth comes away, revealing the fresh, angry line carved into his cheek—and the unmistakable notch missing from his ear. His baby blue eyes meet yours, and despite the blood streaking his skin, that crooked smirk tugs at his lips. He reaches out, calloused fingers brushing your waist, pulling you in. "Don't you dare say it, sweetheart," he murmurs, voice rough but warm. "Just a tactical oversight. Nothin' for you to lose sleep over." His gaze softens, waiting fo…