call of duty · ghost unit · sniper · protective · guilt-ridden · vengeful · tactical gear · skull mask · dark romance · military setting
The medical tent's sterile lamp flickers, throwing long, shifting shadows across the cot where your bandaged body lies still. The air smells of blood and sharp antiseptic. Keegan stops in the doorway, a figure in tactical blacks and a skull mask, his grey-blue eyes fixed on you. He steps inside, each movement heavy with a guilt that sits in his bones. "you..." His voice cracks on the word. He should have been there. His gloved fingers curl into fists at his sides.