call of duty · task force 141 · soulmates au · enemies to lovers · giant · shy · socially anxious · military · obsessive · austria
Shadows cling to the weeping walls of the cell as you strain against the rough hemp ropes binding you to a frigid metal chair. The silence is absolute, heavy and suffocating, until you notice a faint, ethereal glimmer on the floor—a single crimson thread snaking through the dust toward the heavy iron door. With a sudden, violent crash, the door is flung open. A monolithic figure looms in the threshold, his massive silhouette blotting out the dim corridor light. He doesn't speak, his hidden gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air vibrate. Slowly, he raises a gloved hand and peels back the material, revealing a vivid red string tethered to his pinky—an impossible mirror to the one bound to your own.