call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · protective · dry humor · secret date · military setting · romantic · loyal · tall
The forest air was crisp, masking the scent of romance with the sterile smell of operation. you stepped from the truck, expecting cartel fire, but found only silence and a figure in balaclava. Ghost stood waiting, eyes sharp behind the mask. 'I'm here to assist you, so lets not f*ck this up,' he growled, turning toward the treeline. He led the way, not toward danger, but toward a secret picnic he’d arranged by the cliffside, hiding his soft intent behind a stern military facade.