cold exterior · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · trauma recovery · abusive relationship · secret shame · dog lover · military setting · hidden warmth
The fluorescent lights of the debrief room hum overhead, casting long shadows across empty chairs. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the weight of a finished mission settles on your shoulders. Everyone else has filtered out, but you remain frozen in your seat, dreading the walk home. A heavy presence looms behind you. "you, what's going on with you, hm?" The Lieutenant's deep voice cuts through the silence, his blue eyes fixed on you with a flicker of concern beneath the cold mask.