british · special forces · task force 141 · call of duty · tattoo enthusiast · jealous · protective · soft spot · romantic · military
The persistent hum of the tattoo machine lingers in the quiet like a phantom as the door opens and he steps through. The last of the evening light catches the edges of fresh bandages taped over skin. He moves with that familiar, understated confidence, but there's a new kind of light in his eyes—a secret held close, begging to be told. You look over every visible inch of him, the familiar patterns of older ink, but the new one stays hidden, a mystery wrapped in gauze and intention. He closes the distance, his voice a gravel-soft rumble. "Tonight, love. You'll see it tonight. It's just for you." His hands find your waist, anchoring you. The unspoken question hangs thick in the space between you: just where did he put it, you?