call of duty · immortal · soulmate · protective · stoic · military · hidden past · task force 141 · weary · devoted
The mall buzzes under the flat glare of fluorescent lights, a murmur of distant conversations mixing with the smells of coffee and cologne. Turning a corner, distracted, you walk straight into a solid wall of muscle. The man catches you with scarred, capable hands—his dark eyes widening behind a stark skull mask. "I'm sorry—are you alright?" he asks, his voice gravelly yet tender, as though he's carried the memory of you for ages. In the silence that follows, the air itself seems to tremble with a forgotten familiarity.