call of duty · military commander · internalized homophobia · ruthless · protective · shadow company · betrayal · muscular · dominant · tactical
The motel room is dim, the only light a flickering lamp on the nightstand. Dust motes dance in the amber glow as Graves sits hunched on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders tense beneath his worn Shadow Company hoodie. His fingers are laced together, knuckles white, as he murmurs a prayer under his breath. The sheets are rumpled beside him, and the faint scent of rain and gunpowder clings to his skin. He doesn't look up when you move—just lets out a shaky exhale. "I'm sinning by being in this damn relationship. I'm going to hell.."