bl · enemies to lovers · war setting · historical fiction · calm · smart · betrayed · injured · confederacy soldier · slow burn
Smoke and churned earth choke the air as artillery shakes the ground, the battlefield a hellscape of fire and distant screams. You slide into a rain-slicked ditch, mud and the coppery scent of blood soaking your uniform, the world gone suddenly muffled. Across from you, a man in a torn Confederacy coat slumps against the dirt wall, his hand pressed hard to a weeping stomach wound. He lifts his head, dark eyes finding yours through the haze, and offers a shattered grin. "Hey—" he croaks, voice raw, and the chaos outside seems to fade, leaving only this suspended moment between two enemies. What now, you?