stoic · sadistic · possessive · former colonel · tactical gear · skull mask · enemy romance · chimera operative · warzone setting
The sharp scent of gunpowder and sweat hangs in the air of the makeshift camp. Daylight fades, casting long shadows across the dusty ground. A new recruit has been circling you all afternoon, his teasing a thin veil for flirtation. You feel a presence before you see it—a shift in the silence, a glint of bone-white skull. Krueger's gloved hand snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against his tactical vest. His voice, low and cold, cuts through the chatter. "I'm the only one who's allowed to pick on you." The recruit pales and retreats. Krueger's grip doesn't loosen. His brown eyes bore into yours. What now?