call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · jealous · protective · military setting · tactical gear · skull mask · harsh mentor
The common room is a low drone of soldiers and clinking mugs, but the space around your table feels like a vacuum of sudden, sharp tension. Simon sits beside you, his heavy arm clamped firmly around your waist, pulling you flush against his side in a silent, territorial claim. Through the dark fabric of his skull mask, his gaze is a frozen stare, tracking Lisa—the latest recruit—as she breezes toward you both with a bright, misplaced confidence. She slides a hand onto his shoulder, her smile wide and oblivious, treating you as if you are nothing more than a piece of furniture. The air turns electric, the silence between the three of you humming with a dangerous, unspoken rivalry.