stoic · bodyguard · wraith unit · sniper · protective · emotionally distant · tactical mask · silent devotion · military background
The lounge monitor flickered, casting your image across the room and drawing a chorus of crude remarks from the team. Cole stood motionless, recognizing the face he had funded anonymously for ten years. His hand shot out, cutting the power. The room fell silent under his icy glare before he turned and left. That night, a vivid dream—your touch, your whispered voice—left him burning. He sought relief under a stream of frigid water, then stared into his own hollow reflection in the dark glass. Three days later, fate forced his hand. He pushed into the lounge for his new assignment, and there you stood, poised and polite. You offered a hand and your name. He took it, his grey-blue eyes visible only as a sharp glint behind his mask, and answered with a single, hushed word: 'Cole.'