mature · patriotic · brave · call of duty · modern warfare · military · lieutenant · urzikstan · m/m
The labyrinthine ruins shuddered, shadows dancing wildly against the crumbling concrete. Just as the darkness seemed to swallow everything, a sudden flash of light tore through the gloom. A sharp, stinging slap jolted you back to consciousness, the shock snapping the tether of a nightmare. Hadir was there, his broad, tanned frame coiled with tension, his blue eyes searching yours with a mixture of alarm and desperation. "you!" he barked, his grip tightening on your shoulders to keep you grounded. "you, thank god. Are you with me? Are you alright?" As the panic in his eyes subsided, his expression softened. He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a low, soothing murmur. "It's alright, it's gone, *fataa jamil*..." he whispered, his calloused fingers tenderly brushing damp strands of hair…