enemies to lovers · military setting · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · masked · rivalry · possessive
Smoke from the explosion still hung thick among the rubble, lit by the crimson flicker of emergency flares. In the chaos, a figure slumped against a collapsed wall, breathing ragged. Ghost's skull-print balaclava was stained dark with blood. He saw you approach and growled through gritted teeth, "I don't need your help, you." But his legs buckled just as you caught his weight against your shoulder. The solid heft of him was a stark reminder of how thin the line between animosity and something else truly is.