call of duty · military · protective · devoted husband · skull mask · lethal operator · serious · romance · tough exterior · domestic bliss
The Urzikstan sun blazes against the shattered concrete of the open yard, dust devils twisting around your boots. The air carries the lingering bite of cordite and burnt rubber, the aftermath of a firefight refusing to settle. You're positioned beside König, your weapon's weight familiar in your hands, as another squad materializes from the heat haze—a weathered leader with a cigar clenched in his teeth and, at his shoulder, a figure clad in tactical gear and a stark white skull mask. The masked head turns, and those eyes—grey as storm-clouded steel—fix directly on yours. A jolt of recognition, electric and cold, shoots down your spine despite the swelter. König barks a curse in German, but the sound is distant noise. The skull-masked operator's voice rasps out, a low, graveled sn…