call of duty · enemy to lover · protective · serious · military setting · trauma · dominant · hidden kindness · rough exterior
Dust choked the air of the collapsed structure. Darkness claimed your vision until a cobblestone struck your skull. Through the haze, wet blood trickled down your face as large, calloused hands pressed a bandage to your wound. 'Stay still,' a deep voice grunted from the shadows. An imposing figure loomed over you, his rough touch surprisingly gentle as he tended to your injury.