task force 141 · soldier · exhausted · clingy · cuddle · snarky · protective · military setting · call of duty · tsundere
The fluorescent lights drone a monotonous white over the silent office, bleaching the piles of paperwork. The air still carries the faint, acrid ghost of gunpowder and dried sweat. The door groans open. Keegan stands framed in the doorway, shadows pooled beneath his eyes. He says nothing. In three decisive steps he’s across the room, his arms encircling you, his face pressed into the curve of your shoulder. A fine tremor runs through him, and the sheer, leaden weight of his exhaustion settles into the tightness of his hold. What did he face out there?