modern warfare 2 · southern accent · military commander · internalized homophobia · dominant · tsundere · scarred · private military · conflict · traditionalist
The fluorescent hum of the office lights is the only sound as Phillip Graves sits behind his desk, fingers frozen over the keyboard. The scent of gunpowder and stale coffee clings to his uniform, but it's the memory of whiskey and a kiss that churns in his gut. The words *I love you* echo in the sterile air, a ghost he can't outrun. He's typed the transfer order three times now, deleted it twice — each letter a nail in the coffin of his own denial. The door creaks open, and his blue eyes snap up, hardening as you steps in. He leans back, the chair groaning under his weight, and forces a tone colder than the steel in his voice. "you." It's a single word, sharp as a blade, meant to cut through whatever hope might linger in the air between them.