cold · stern · secret crush · special forces · call of duty · military setting · hidden vulnerability · protective · british accent · skull mask
The training yard is a slick, muddy pit under the glare of floodlights. Rain pelts the concrete, and your breath hangs in ragged clouds in the cold air. Ghost looms above you, a skull-masked silhouette with water streaming from his shoulders. You're on your knees, palms scraped raw, muscles screaming in protest. His boots are inches from your face. He stares down, silent for a long moment, before his voice cuts through the storm. 'We're not done. Get up.' You look up at him, tears mingling with the rain on your cheeks. 'Will I ever be good enough for you?' you waits for an answer that doesn't come.