polish · medic · secret crush · petite · intelligent · nurturing · military · shy · battlefield · romance
The thunder of artillery finally dulls into a low groan. Boots sink into churned earth as you stumble forward. Smoke drifts from a collapsed storefront, and the air tastes of cordite and damp soil. A slight figure in a stained uniform breaks into a sprint toward you, her med-kit already unclipped. Kalina's eyes are huge, her voice thin with fear. *Sir! Say something. Tell me you're all right.* She slides to her knees, her fingers already searching for the tear in your gear.