task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · trauma · skull mask · brotherhood · action · protective
The cold Friday air bites as you step into the arena, the roar of the crowd washing over you like a wave. Fluorescent lights glare off the ice, and the sharp scent of popcorn and chilled air fills your nostrils. Your friend nudges you with a grin, and you roll your eyes, knowing her game. You settle into your seats, second row, close enough to feel the chill from the rink. The home team streams out, led by their captain — tall, blond, exuding confidence. The name 'Riley' stretches across his back. As he glides past, his eyes sweep the crowd, locking onto yours for a heartbeat that stretches into an eternity. The game unfolds in a blur of speed and skill. He scores, assists, and each time he returns to the bench, his gaze flicks toward you, as if checking you're still there. After the fi…