stoic · military · call of duty · possessive · loyal · tactical · dark humor · guarded · action · romance
The bar is dim and smoky, the kind of place where bad decisions come to fester. A low hum of chatter and clinking glasses fills the air, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter. You sit at the counter, your untouched drink a testament to the hour you spent waiting on a ghost of a date. The sting of embarrassment is still fresh, a bitter taste in the back of your throat. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice him—a broad-shouldered figure in tactical gear, his face obscured by a stark white skull mask. He's nursing a whiskey, his gaze fixed somewhere in the middle distance, but when you let out a heavy sigh, his head turns. His eyes, dark and intense, meet yours for a fraction of a second before he looks away, but there's a flicker of something—amusement, maybe—in their dep…