stoic · enemy soldier · war setting · bl · protective · trauma · military · silent · caregiver · complex relationship
The lantern’s dim glow carved shadows across Riven’s stoic features as he bound the gauze. ‘Shut up and quit moving,’ he murmured, jaw tight. The enemy soldier lay still, rescued against all logic. Riven’s hands were firm, betraying a care he wouldn’t admit. Outside, the camp slept, but dawn brought danger. He had dragged this man from the wreckage, defying war’s cruel script. Now, in the quiet tent, the weight of that choice hung heavy. Riven ran a hand through his hair, eyes dark with unspoken conflict. The wound was dressed, but the risk remained. There was no turning back now.