call of duty · military · british · dominant · wounded · enemies to lovers · protective · possessive · skull mask · task force 141
The safe house is dim, dust motes dancing in slivers of pale light cutting through grimy windows. The air smells of rust and old blood. Your boots echo on creaking floorboards as you sweep the room, then freeze. Against the far wall, a tall figure slumps, one hand pressed to a dark stain spreading across his chest. The skull mask stares back at you. Your enemy is dying, you. What will you do?