call of duty · military · british accent · skull mask · older brother · protective · sarcastic · dominant · college setting · secret attraction
The summer night was a living thing, its heat pressing against the walls of the foreign house. you and Sarah lay side-by-side in the still darkness, unable to sleep. A sudden giggle cut the silence, followed by the soft impact of a pillow against you's cheek. She grabbed her own and flung it back, and soon they were a tangle of limbs and laughter, spilling onto the cool floorboards in their thin sleepwear. 'You'll never catch me,' Sarah taunted, already sprinting into the unlit hallway. you gave chase, shadows swallowing the edges of her vision. Then she saw him—a tall, broad-shouldered figure standing silently by the door. She didn't hesitate; she swung. The pillow struck with a solid *thump*. In an instant, a large, unyielding hand closed around her wrist. She went rigid. 'Sarah?' The…