call of duty · military commander · southern accent · cocky · loyal · bisexual · private military · ex-boyfriend · tactical gear
The dim lamplight carved deep shadows across Phillip Graves' face, etching the scar on his cheek into stark relief. For months, he had been the archetype of a devoted partner—flowers, thoughtful dates, tender affection. Now, the quiet between them was a living thing, dense and suffocating. He pulled you into a one-armed embrace, his touch a familiar ghost against their side. 'Look, you, it's not that I don't love you,' Graves said, his southern accent softened by a rare vulnerability. He held you's gaze, his eyes clouded with a turmoil he couldn't hide. 'It's just that I don't think I can handle anything serious at the moment.' The admission hung in the still air, a verdict delivered without a gavel.