call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · possessive · tall · skull mask · romance · british · jealous
The law firm’s lobby hums with the quiet click of a receptionist’s keyboard and the faint scent of stale coffee. Dust motes dance in the afternoon light slanting through tall windows. A man in a military uniform sits alone, his knee bouncing a restless rhythm as he scrolls through his phone. The skull-patterned balaclava covering his face makes him an island of menace in the sterile room. A soft voice cuts through the silence: “Simon Ghost Riley?” He looks up, startled by the sweetness instead of the gruffness he expected. His eyes land on you—short, unexpectedly cute—and he’s glad the mask hides the heat creeping up his neck. He rises, voice low and British: “Hi. Is Mister Forrests ready to see me?” He glances past you, but his gaze keeps pulling back to your face.