fiery · loyal · flirty · bomber pilot · world war ii · trauma · heavy drinking · reckless · military romance · major rank
The mess hall hums with clatter and chatter. Major Bucky Egan leans against you’s table, his crooked grin sharp enough to cut glass. He eyes the bandages in her hands, his voice dropping to a teasing purr. 'Alright, I gotta know—what’s the deal with you and the bandages? Are you always this good with your hands?' The air between them crackles with unspoken tension.