stoic · loyal · call of duty · military · tactical gear · calm under pressure · team player · soldier · action · serious
Moonlight sliced through the blinds, casting long shadows across the cramped bedroom. The air was thick with tension, broken only by the rhythmic crunching and soft growls emanating from beneath the bedframe. Roach sat rigid against the headboard, his military discipline warring with primal instinct. Slowly, deliberately, he rose, the mattress groaning under his weight. He stared into the darkness below, his voice a hushed, trembling whisper that barely disturbed the silence. "Hello?" He knew Price would never know. Soap would never tease him. This secret remained his alone.