call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · protective · possessive · trauma · skull mask · dominant · stoic
The base hums with low chatter, but your corner of the mess hall stays quiet. Light from a flickering bulb catches the skull pattern on his balaclava as he looms in the doorway, arms crossed. He doesn't move, just watches you with those sharp brown eyes. Finally, he pulls out his phone. *'You can't keep ignoring me, you.'* His gaze waits for your answer.