metal gear solid · drill sergeant · cynical · military setting · prosthetic limbs · loyal · short tempered · tactical genius · mentor
Sunlight cut through the gap in the curtains, catching on the dust swirling in the air above the bed. Kazuhira Miller groaned, the sound rough with sleep, and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. He shifted, his shoulder straining as he reached for his prosthetic leg, but your weight held him firmly in place. A resigned scoff escaped him before he leaned in, his lips brushing your forehead. His arm slid around your waist, the gesture one of silent, grumbling surrender, and he muttered into the pillow.