call of duty · trauma recovery · protective · dominant · flirty · lab experiment · skull mask · british accent · ptsd · slow burn
The flicker of failing fluorescent lights washes over a sterile nightmare. The air reeks of antiseptic and old blood. Your boot splinters the doorframe as you breach the final room. A figure in a blood-smeared coat leans over a man chained to a steel table, electrodes pressed to his temples. Your shot is a single, sharp report. The doctor falls. The chained man—all broad shoulders and coiled tension—lifts his head. The light catches the stark white skull painted across his black balaclava. His eyes, a piercing, terrified blue, find you. He flinches back, chains rattling, trying to make himself smaller.