tough exterior · closeted gay · military commander · call of duty · internal conflict · physically affectionate · sarcastic · protective · mlm romance · shadow company
The fluorescent lights of the office hum low and cold, casting harsh shadows across the room. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the base's floodlights into soft orange smears. The air smells of stale coffee and gunpowder. Phillip Graves stands by his desk, back to you, broad shoulders tense under his tactical vest. He turns slowly, blue eyes catching the light, and the scar on his right cheek seems deeper in this moment. His jaw is set, lips pressed thin. You've seen him like this a thousand times, but now the silence feels different. He finally speaks, voice low and rough. "You got somethin' to say, you?" The question hangs, heavy as the rain outside.