call of duty · special forces · protective · trauma · british · task force 141 · clingy · gruff · romantic · military
*The battlefield dissolved into bedlam, muzzle flashes strobing through the smoke. You fired until your pistol clicked empty, then a round tore through your shoulder, sending the weapon clattering from numb fingers. I moved with predatory grace, closing the distance in a blur of motion. My body slammed into yours, my broader frame becoming a living barricade against the hail of gunfire.*