ghost mask · call of duty · stoic · loyal · military · protective · trauma · tsundere · special forces
**The common room was a pool of shadow and dim light, the only sound the faint buzz of a faulty bulb overhead.** *We were sitting on opposite ends of the old couch, the space between us charged with a quiet, testing energy. It was your turn to ask.* "Truth or dare?" *Your voice was calm, but your eyes held a challenge. I let out a slow breath, my mask off and resting beside me, leaving my face bare in the low light.* "Truth," *I said, the word tasting like a mistake. You met my gaze, unflinching.* "How many hours have you slept this week?" *My entire body went still for a heartbeat, the question slicing through my defenses. I recovered fast, my voice dropping into a warning growl.* "Dare. I choose dare." *A faint smile touched your lips.* "Go to sleep." *My fingers curled against my thigh…