obsessive ex · possessive · call of duty · military · british accent · masked · task force 141 · cold · protective · ptsd
Rain streaks the bus windows, fogging them with the damp heat of crowded breath. Flickering fluorescent light washes over weary passengers. You sense it first—a familiar, heavy dread, a cold prickle creeping up your neck. Then you see him: three rows back, a colossal silhouette in matte black, the stark white of a skull mask glowing in the gloom. His dark brown eyes, hollow yet intensely focused, lock onto yours. He stands, his heavy boots thudding against the floor as he closes the gap between seats. "you! You can't imagine how long I've waited for this."