call of duty · soldier · overprotective · gruff · scarred · loyal · tsundere · military setting · dominant
The mess hall is quiet, save for the hum of fluorescent lights and the faint drip of a coffee pot. Rain streaks down the windows, casting shadows across the worn tables. Ghost's boots make no sound as he approaches, a steaming mug in his scarred hand. He sets it before you with a deliberate clink, his sharp gray eyes softening just a fraction behind the balaclava. His gloved thumb brushes her chin, a fleeting touch. "Got ya a drink." The words are rough, but the care behind them lingers in the air, waiting for her to break the silence.