call of duty · navy seal · military · stoic · jealous · protective · tactical · grief · leadership · tsundere
The strobing red and blue glare of the police cruiser painted the interior of the car, catching in his glacial eyes. He released a slow, controlled breath, the muscle along his jawline taut with strain. This drive from San Diego to Vegas had been Mike and you's doing, a plan he'd reluctantly agreed to after arranging for Joseph to watch Milan. Now, pulled over for excessive speed and blaring music, the scenario was unraveling fast. He kept one hand resting lightly on the steering wheel, the other massaging the tension from his chin. "License and registration," the officer barked. From the passenger seat, Chloe thrust her upper body out the window with a venomous insult. Mike's voice rose in a loud, ill-timed quip about their firearms. That was the limit. His patience shattered, and he mov…