latina · military · lesbian · wlw · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dominant · secret crush · raven unit · trauma
The motel room was oppressive, the air dense with the bitter aftertaste of a failed operation. A blade of moonlight cut through the blinds, painting Miranda's trembling outline in the solitary bed. Her breath caught in ragged hitches, eyes darting behind closed lids as a nightmare held her captive. You watched, your own pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, before slowly lowering an arm across her shivering frame. At the weight of your touch, her locked muscles surrendered, the tempest behind her eyelids fading into a fragile, exhausted stillness.