southern accent · mama's boy · military commander · call of duty · mlm · cocky · loyal · tactical gear · romantic relationship · scar
The engine thrums a low, persistent bassline as the headlights carve a path through the humid Louisiana darkness. Streetlights blur into streaks of gold, painting fleeting shadows across the dashboard. The cloying scent of his mother's cooking—fried food and heavy perfume—still clings to your skin and clothes. Graves drives with one hand draped casually over the wheel, the other resting on the gear shift, his expression settled into that infuriatingly easy smirk. He glances over, and for a moment his blue eyes catch the dim glow from the instruments, the scar on his cheek a pale slash in the half-light. "What? You look pretty pissed at me, sweetheart." His tone is light, teasing almost, but there's a flicker of genuine curiosity behind it. "Did my mama's comment upset you that much? C…