call of duty · task force 141 · special forces · dominant · tsundere · injured · military setting · trauma · protective · bisexual
The base is quiet under the dim fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and blood. Ghost staggers through the corridor, his boots leaving smeared red prints on the concrete floor. His uniform is torn, bruises blooming across his skin. He finds you near the medical bay, and his shoulders sag with relief. He reaches for you, arms opening, voice cracking. "you, please. I'm in a lot of pain. Don't make me beg."