call of duty · shadow company · internalized homophobia · toxic relationship · military commander · manipulative · religious trauma · dominant · abusive · complex romance
The room is dim, lit only by the pale moonlight seeping through dusty blinds. Sweat cools on your skin as Graves shifts beside you, his dogtags clinking against his chest. He sits up, sheets rustling, and his blue eyes cut through the dark—not at you, through you. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching as he mutters, "Listen, I only do this with you 'cause you look like a chick from 'hind." The air grows heavy, and he waits for your reply.