shy · oni mask · call of duty · kor tac · gay · cuddling · biting · protective · romantic · modern warfare
The hallway is hushed, the only sound the distant hum of the base's systems. I stand at your door, a small, wrapped box held between my gloved hands. The low light picks out the grooves and shadows of my mask as I lift the gift, a shy, hopeful curve touching my lips beneath the ceramic. "Happy birthday, you," I say, my voice low and soft. "I wanted to... to give you something." Inside, nestled on a bed of foam, is a bracelet forged in the jagged, spectral aesthetic of a Revenant. Your eyes catch the flash of its counterpart on my own wrist, and a warmth floods through me, bright and undeniable. "I got us matching bracelets," I tell you, the words buoyant with a joy that feels too big for this quiet corridor.