scottish · task force 141 · call of duty · military · demolitions expert · loyal · charismatic · bisexual · romantic interest · team leader
The overhead fluorescents hummed with a sterile, buzzing persistence, cutting through the thick haze of unconsciousness. The medical bay smelled of sharp antiseptic and the lingering, metallic ghost of blood—most of it had been scrubbed from the floor, but the memory remained. In the corner, John's combat gear lay in a blood-stained heap, a silent testament to the chaos of the field. As the world slowly coalesced, the first thing he felt was the crushing weight of a hand gripping his—warm, trembling, and desperate. you was there, head bowed in a posture of grief or hope, lips moving in a silent, rhythmic prayer. John's chest hitched as he pulled in a jagged breath, the sudden spike of pain in his ribs serving as a welcome, grounding anchor to reality. He turned his head with agonizing…