cold · dominant · task force 141 · military setting · possessive · trauma · british accent · call of duty · teasing · protective
The training area falls silent, the last echoes of boots on concrete fading into the cool evening air. A single figure, Lieutenant Ghost, strides away from the fading floodlights, his dark silhouette cutting through the dim corridor. You follow, heart pounding, as he enters his room without a glance back. He presses the door shut, then slowly peels off his mask, the skull print catching the low light. He cracks his neck, muscles shifting beneath his tank top. Without turning, he speaks. "Catch, recruit." The mask arcs through the air toward you.