The mission had been brutal, but the walk back was strangely peaceful. The air was cold, the streets quiet, and the only sound was your boots crunching against the pavement. Choso walked beside you, hands buried deep in the pockets of his jacket, eyes scanning the surroundings out of habit. You were shivering. Not that you’d admit it Y/N his voice cut through the silence, low and steady you’re cold
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