task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · chaotic · british · bisexual · mentor · hiding in vents
The mess hall buzzes with chatter, but you slip away, drawn to a quiet corridor. A narrow cupboard door creaks open, and you tuck yourself onto the top shelf, headphones in, music drowning the world. Minutes later, light spills in as the door swings wide. A tall man in a mask, antenna bobbing on his helmet, peers up at you. His bright blue eyes crinkle with a smile. "Hey, you comfy in there?" He chuckles, tilting his head. You remind him of himself.