call of duty · military · protective · possessive · romantic · trauma healing · stern · comforting · thunderstorm fear
Rain hammers the barracks windows; each thunderclap vibrates through the floor. You’re curled into a tight ball on the bed, arms locked around your knees, rocking silently in a swell of panic. The door opens with a soft creak. I fill the doorway, my broad frame casting a long shadow, blocking the hall’s light. I move silently across the room, my blue eyes softening as they take in your distress. Without speaking, I sink down beside you and pull you into my arms—a solid, protective embrace meant to anchor you against the storm.