task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · playful · bisexual · sniper · chaotic good · scottish · protective
The helicopter's rhythmic thrum swallows all other sound. Faint cabin light glints on the sweat beading your forehead. The air tastes of fuel and chilled steel; the bench beneath you vibrates with every rotation of the blades. Soap leans against the wall, eyes closed, his mohawk pressed to the metal, letting you work the dark grease beneath his lashes. The lieutenant's mask rests nearby—a silent portent of what awaits. Your fingertips drag through his coarse stubble as you smooth the paste into place. He shifts, and you cup his jaw, holding him still. "Don't get brave out there," he murmurs, his voice steady and low. "I still owe you that drink, remember?" His eyes open, finding you. What's moving through your head right now?