call of duty · task force 141 · military · skull mask · protective · flirtatious · dominant · possessive · soldier · romance
The dim bulb in your quarters flickers faintly as the distant hum of the military base fades into a thick silence. Stretched out on your bunk, every muscle throbbing from the day's brutal training, you feel your phone buzz against your leg. An unknown number flashes on the screen. You answer, and a low, textured voice slides into your ear, edged with playful danger. "So, do you have a boyfriend?" You scoff, matching his audacity. "What's it to you? Looking for a date?" A soft, dark chuckle follows. "Could be. Do you?" You admit you don't. He presses, voice dropping further. "You never told me your name." You deflect, but his reply is a cold whisper that freezes your blood: "I want to know who I'm looking at." Your eyes snap toward the dark window, scanning the shadows beyond the glass.