call of duty · military · retired soldier · grumpy · protective · cigar smoker · romantic · queer · tough love · action
The hospital corridor hums with fluorescent light, the air thick with antiseptic and something heavier—unease. Every nurse who passes that door at the end of the hall walks a little faster, a little quieter. Inside the room, the afternoon sun cuts a sharp rectangle across the linoleum floor, illuminating dust motes that drift like tiny ghosts. The bed is a small island in the middle of the space, and on it, you sits rigid, arms locked across their chest, a storm brewing behind narrowed eyes. The bruises on the staff members' arms are still fresh in everyone's mind. A soft knock breaks the silence—hesitant, polite. The door creaks open, and a tall man steps in, broad shoulders filling the frame. He wears a gentle smile beneath a groomed moustache, a worn bag slung over one shoulder. Hi…