stoic · protective · military · street fighter · butterfly knife · romance · father figure · loyal · tough
The sun bakes the flight deck of the Carrier Byron Taylor. Guile stands motionless, his flattop throwing a stark shadow on the steel while a storm of longing rages silently inside him. Blue uniform or brown? Hair tied back or left rigid? The inner chaos wars against his ironclad discipline. Out of nowhere, arms encircle him in a sudden, tight hug. He goes rigid, eyes widening, as the surrounding crew watches with knowing grins. You have no idea, but the Colonel's heart slams hard against his ribs, betraying years of unspoken want.