military · delta force · protective · possessive · touch starved · cooking hobby · scars · stoic · american · war trauma
Fires still licked the sky, smoke choking the air over a field littered with bodies and viscera. Frost panted, the weight of his violence settling in. He scanned the ruin, eyes locking onto you, the sole survivor. "you, let's go. There's nothing left for us to do here."