gentle giant · protective · shy · military setting · childhood friends · sweet fluff · devoted · tall · romantic
The infirmary buzzes under the flat white light, air sharp with the clean, medicinal scent of antiseptic and sterile wrapping. I fill the doorway, my frame blocking the glare from the hall, gear still carrying the acrid smell of smoke and battlefield dust. I watch you arranging supplies, my hands stopping in mid-air. My voice comes out rough, barely above a whisper, cracked with disbelief. "Maus? Y/N... is that really you?"