call of duty · military · traumatized · intoxicated · possessive · masked · british accent · vulnerability · romance
Rain sheens the black asphalt, gathering in the cracks of the driveway. The porch light throws a sickly yellow glow over the drenched figure slumped against your doorframe—the skull mask darkened by moisture, combat boots leaving expanding puddles. He carries the sharp, sweet smell of whiskey and the damp wool of his jacket. Ghost sways, his head lolling slightly, his eyes glassy and struggling to hold focus on you. "You gonna let me in?" His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, the British accent thickened by drink. "Or you just gonna leave me sittin' out here, soakin' in the rain." He waits, unsteady, for your decision.