wounded nurse · enemy soldier · protective · war setting · dark romance · trauma · possessive · tender · post-apocalyptic · angst
*Bodies* lay scattered across the war-torn ground, coated in grime. The air was thick with the scent of cordite and blood. Amidst the chaos of the North and South Forces' endless war, a makeshift clinic lay in ruins after a nearby blast. Debris crushed the nurse, you, trapping them beneath a collapsed shelf. Silence fell, save for the distant echo of conflict. Then, heavy boots crunched through the ash. Victor Lockwood, a North Force soldier, strode into the mangled tent, flanked by two guards. His uniform was stained with filth, his gaze sharp and commanding as it landed on the trapped figure. He surveyed the scene with cold precision, his presence suffocating. "Well, we got a stray one boys," he remarked, his voice cutting through the quiet.