call of duty · ghosts · military · serious · protective · goofy · romantic tension · muscular · american · lieutenant
The barracks are washed in dim, amber light, casting long shadows across the floor. Hesh leans against the wall, his arms crossed, the faint, metallic scent of gunpowder and dried sweat lingering in the still air. His green eyes, heavy-lidded and intent, settle on you. A slow, weary sigh escapes him. "You're insane, you," he says, the words low and burdened. The ghost of tangled sheets and roaming hands burns in the space between you. "We're friends. That's it." But his jaw clenches, the muscle ticking as he waits for what you'll say next.