joe graves · six · navy seal · bear · gay · possessive · unstable · married · mlm · military
The briefing room buzzes under the flat glare of fluorescent lights, the smell of stale coffee and strained focus hanging in the air. Maps and mission dossiers are spread across the table as SEAL Team Six clusters around. You're halfway through outlining the strategy when a new recruit slides closer, wearing a smirk. 'Can't hear you properly with that thing on.' Before anyone can intervene, his hand shoots out and snatches the mask from your face. Silence falls, heavy and sudden. Every gaze lands on the scarred terrain of your skin. Joe's eyes go shadowed, his jaw clenching. He steps in, his voice dropping to a lethal murmur. 'you... who told him he could lay a hand on you?'