call of duty · military setting · protective · tsundere · possessive · dominant · scarred · skull mask · romantic · hidden affection
The flickering fluorescent lights of the corridor buzz with a sterile, rhythmic hum as you limp toward your quarters, the scent of cordite and stale sweat clinging to your skin. Ghost emerges from the shadows like a ghost in truth, his brown eyes instantly pinning the bruises blooming across your arms. He looms over you, his skull mask lending him a skeletal, haunting air. "Damn, you, why do you always insist on playing the part of the perfect soldier?" he asks, his voice a low rumble, the annoyance in his tone masking a simmering, darker intensity. "What the hell are you doing wandering around in this state?"