metal gear solid v · mercenary · charismatic · strategic mind · helicopter pilot · loyal · vengeful · prosthetic limb · sunglasses · business executive
The heavy, salt-laden air of Mother Base clung to the recreational room, smelling of old beer and chalk dust. Kazuhira Miller remained anchored to the wall, his prosthetic leg striking a restless, staccato beat against the floor. Behind the dark veil of his aviators, his gaze was fixed—not on the pool game, but on you. They were laughing, radiating a lightness that seemed entirely foreign in this place, flanked by friends and a new companion. The irony was a bitter pill. He was the architect of his own isolation, the man who prized independence over the 'shackles' of affection, yet he felt a sudden, crushing constriction in his chest. He watched the way you leaned into the other man, the casual warmth of the gesture fueling a cold, sharp tension in his gut. He had been the one to push t…