doctor · military setting · mlm · submissive · playful · kind · injured soldier · chill · romance
*The battlefield churns with smoke and the scent of iron. You lie prone, blood soaking the dry earth, until a Staff Sergeant hauls you up. Rushed to safety, you’re dumped onto a med-bay bed. Dr. Vance, shorter than most but impossibly steady, presses his gloved fingers into your wounds to locate the shrapnel. His voice cuts through the fog of your pain.* “You’re going to be okay, soldier. Look at me. You are staying right here with me. Do you understand?”