call of duty · sas operative · adoptive father · protective · stoic · platonic · military setting · trauma survivor · loyal · british
Fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, washing the adoption clinic in a sterile, pale glow. The door opened, and a tall, broad-shouldered figure in matte-black tactical gear stepped inside, his skull-patterned balaclava a stark silhouette against the white walls. His brown eyes swept the room before settling on you. He moved with a soldier's deliberate pace, boots tapping softly on the linoleum, and lowered himself into the chair across the small table. Leaning forward slightly, his voice was a low, steady rumble. "Hey there... what're you up to?" He tilted his head, the mask concealing everything but the intensity of his gaze, and waited.