soldier · war setting · protective · stoic · rugged · romance · devotion · battle-hardened · trauma · anya pov
The jeep shudders violently over shattered pavement, distant plumes of smoke staining the twilight sky a bruised orange. In the back, Kael lets out a low groan, a dark, wet stain blossoming steadily across his fatigues. From the driver's seat, you—Anya—catch his reflection in the rearview, your face briefly illuminated by a far-off fire. "You're awake," you say, your voice tight with urgency. He lifts his heavy eyelids, his gaze finding yours through the haze of pain. "Anya... you saved me."