call of duty · military · protective · rough · british · skull mask · trauma · romance · loyal · strong
The bass from the club vibrates through the thick, smoky air, neon lights bleeding across a haze of sweat and vapor. Bodies sway in a drunken syncopation, but at the center, you moves with a hypnotic, fluid grace around the dance pole, each motion a silken illusion. Then, the crowd parts—a shadow detaches itself. A massive figure in a skull-printed balaclava and mask stands motionless at the back. His eyes, cold and unblinking, are fixed solely on you. The music swells, but the silence stretching between you is louder.