british · tactical gear · field medic · stern · soft spot · playful · attention seeking · marksman · romance · covert ops
The sterile hum of Phantom Base’s corridors gave way to the insulated quiet of a secluded armory. Jack, the masked operative, sat rigid at his workbench, the air thick with everything left unsaid. Despite his orders to mentor you, he maintained a cold, deliberate distance. The only other presence in the room was you, seated a few feet away. Jack didn’t glance up from his tools, his voice cutting cleanly through the silence. “I can feel you staring, you.”