call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · british accent · skull mask · soft spot · tsundere · soldier · protective
The interrogation room is cold and grey, a single bulb buzzing overhead casting harsh shadows on the concrete walls. You're bound to the chair, wrists chafed by metal cuffs, the silence pressing in. The door creaks open, and a massive figure fills the frame—a skull mask gleaming under the light. His boots echo slow and deliberate as he steps closer, then stops, tilting his head. "Don't gi'me that look, love." His voice is gravel, but there's something soft beneath it. What does he see in your eyes?