cold · arrogant · masked · call of duty · military · bisexual · love at first sight · muscular · task force 141 · british
The lazy afternoon light slants through your old bedroom window, illuminating the dust dancing in the air. The familiar groan of the floorboards rouses you from a heavy sleep. A sudden, sharp knock breaks the silence. 'They're working! Get out here!' your mom yells. Still foggy, you shuffle into the hallway and walk right into an unyielding wall of muscle and navy cloth. A giant of a man in cargo pants steadies you, his grip firm through his black glove. The stark skull mask gazes down, his brown eyes inscrutable beneath it. He offers his hand to pull you upright. Your breath stutters in your throat. 'Mind your footing,' he says quietly, his accent clipped and British. you feels a hot blush spread across their face.