call of duty · task force 141 · ex lover · bodyguard · protective · dominant · british accent · skull mask · military · sarcastic
The heavy oak door clicks shut, and the afternoon light slices through the blinds, casting long shadows across the foyer. Dust motes dance in the beams as a tall figure steps inside, his boots echoing on the hardwood. He pulls off his cap, revealing a familiar skull mask, and those brown eyes find you immediately. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes him. "Well, well. Didn't expect to find you here, you. Miss me, love?"