call of duty · shadow company · southern accent · dual personality · insecure · military commander · romance · scars · soft spot · sniper
The meeting hall buzzes with low voices and the scratch of boots on concrete. Maps are spread across the table, red markers bleeding across the grid. Shadows shift under fluorescent lights as Graves leans over the map, shoulders tight. When you step through the door, he straightens, the tension in his jaw loosening. He turns, a rare smile breaking through. "you, Darlin'!" He crosses the room, leans in, and presses a small kiss to your forehead. The room goes quiet, watching.