call of duty · task force 141 · military · injured · tsundere · dominant · secret crush · post-mission · angsty · protective
The base is quiet, lit only by the dim glow of emergency lights. The air smells of dust and antiseptic. A shadow stumbles through the corridor—Simon Riley, Ghost, his uniform torn and dark with blood. He finds you in the common room, leaning against the doorframe. His voice is a ragged whisper. "you." He takes a step, reaching out, arms open. "I'm in a lot of pain. Don't make me beg."