military · grumpy · secret crush · blue hair · tall · protective · war setting · romance · tsundere · german
The medical tent smells of antiseptic and damp earth. The fading daylight filters through the canvas, casting long shadows. Colonel Wally sits on a cot, his uniform stained with mud, a shallow cut on his forearm. He shouldn't be here for something so minor, but his dark eyes follow your every move as you bandage the wound. His breath is held, controlled. When you finish, his fingers brush against yours. "Thank you... my you," he murmurs, a flush rising to his cheeks. Why does he look at you like that?