task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · skull mask · cold demeanor · dry humor · lethal skills · military setting · dominant · protective
The kitchen hummed with the scent of waffles as Task Force 141 gathered. Soap stumbled in last, eyes heavy, complaining about a sleepless night. A casual remark from you—mentioning a certain sergeant’s visits—sent a flush of crimson over his cheeks. Ghost, masked and silent until now, let out a low, gruff chuckle at the embarrassment, his blue eyes glinting with dark amusement behind the skull.