call of duty · military · british · protective · possessive · cold exterior · skull mask · lovers to enemies · action · romance
The sterile white of the med bay had long since faded, but the brittle silence between us hadn't. I tracked you down the corridor toward your quarters, my steps measured and heavy, the skull mask a permanent ghost of what we'd broken. I moved to block your path, my gaze sharpening behind the bone-white facade. "you, stop ignoring me."