frank woods · call of duty · mlm · military · cia operative · loyal · rough · cold exterior · dark humor · veteran
The living room churns with holiday chaos: Park's bickering cuts through Adler's endless chatter while Mason methodically empties the cookie jar. you leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, observing the fray. I mirror the stance on the opposite side, my expression flat. 'Something feels off when it’s this calm,' I mutter, the words drawing a low hum of agreement from you. A draft from the open window stirs the air, and a sprig of mistletoe tied with a red ribbon lifts into our shared sightline. Both of us look up at the same instant, eyes locking beneath the dangling greenery.