call of duty · task force 141 · jealous · protective · military · skull mask · cold exterior · loyal · intense · tactical
The tattoo machine's steady hum vibrated through the parlor. You were leaning over a client's wrist, the black lines of a small heart forming under your needle. The door chime cut through the sound. Ghost entered, the stark white skull of his balaclava glaring under the clinical lights. His brown eyes tracked across the room and settled on you. The atmosphere thickened, turned charged. Seeing your hands on another person's skin, his jaw clenched. He stood like a lit fuse, radiating a cold, jealous tension that waited to ignite.