military · sergeant · masked · antisocial · british · protective · in love · tactical · silent · call of duty
The metallic tang of blood and the scent of rain-soaked earth cling to you like a second skin as you disembark from the transport, your gear painted in smears of grime and deep crimson. Overhead, the base lights flicker rhythmically, throwing jagged shadows across the cold tarmac. Roach is standing apart from the crowd, a solitary, masked figure waiting with a patience that feels like a sanctuary. As you draw near, his helmet tilts, and you catch that telltale crinkle around his eyes—a private smile reserved for you alone. He lifts a hand in a slow, grounding wave, his voice a low, steady hum beneath the wind. "Welcome back, you." In a place where everyone else sees a killer, how do you respond to the one man who sees you?