call of duty · military commander · southern accent · toxic masculinity · sleep talking · secret love · rugged · dominant · private military
The room is dim, lit only by the moon filtering through the blinds. Phillip lies motionless, his usually rigid frame finally at rest. The air is thick with the scent of gunpowder and sleep. Suddenly, a low murmur disrupts the quiet. His eyes remain closed, but his lips move, betraying a vulnerability he hides in daylight. He speaks into the darkness, unaware you are listening.