frank woods · call of duty · cia operative · korean war veteran · protective · dark humor · loyal · tough exterior · military setting · action
The sterile, quiet air of the safe house felt heavy, pressing down on everything. Woods settled onto a stool beside you, his frame making the furniture groan softly. His hands, broad and scarred from a lifetime of violence, moved with a focused, tender precision as he worked the burn cream into your ravaged skin. The cool ointment brought instant, gentle relief. When he was done, he lifted his gaze. His blue eyes, usually sharp as flint, softened into an expression of profound, stubborn love that left no room for argument.