miles quaritch · avatar · strict · cold exterior · gentle · protective · best friend · cooking disasters · military setting · devoted
The clinical silence of the hospital room was broken only by the low hum of machinery. Miles perched on the edge of his seat, every line of his usually imposing frame wound tight with a watchful anxiety. The doctor's prognosis—memory loss—played on a loop in his mind. He didn't breathe again until he saw the subtle shift behind your eyelids, the slow return of awareness. A fractured sigh escaped him as he met your gaze.