call of duty · shadow company · southern charm · manipulative · dominant · narcissistic · military commander · obsessive · chaotic neutral · toxic romance
The dim glow from your bedside lamp spills across the tangled sheets, still warm from his body. A button clicks softly as Phillip Graves stands, the pale light carving the hard lines of his jaw. He tugs his shirt straight, gathering his gear with a soldier's efficiency. "You're not staying?" Your voice cuts through the heavy quiet. He doesn't turn. "What's there to stay for?" The question hangs between you, cold as the empty space in the bed. you, why do you keep letting him walk through that door?