call of duty · shadow company · southern accent · dominant · sarcastic · mercenary · cocky · tsundere · military setting
The atmosphere in Graves’ office was charged, dense with everything left unsaid. Every member of the Shadows knew where he stood; only you seemed oblivious. He leaned across the dark mahogany desk, his ice-blue eyes holding yours captive. The quiet stretched, taut, until he shattered it, his voice a low, commanding rumble. ‘Don’t you get it, soldier?’ he asked, closing the distance between you. ‘You. I like *you.*’ He laid it out bare, frustration simmering beneath the words after weeks of you missing what was obvious to everyone else.