call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · possessive · protective · dominant · military · skull mask · obsessive · flirty
The morning light cuts through the cheap blinds of your barracks room, casting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of stale beer and the faint metallic tang of blood — or maybe that's just the throb in your skull. You groan, pushing yourself up, expecting to see your best friend's tangled hair on the pillow beside you. Instead, your eyes land on a broad, scarred back, muscles shifting as Ghost tugs the zipper of his jeans closed. He's still shirtless, angry red scratch marks raking down his spine. He turns his head, the skull mask catching the light, and those brown eyes pin you. "I don't think it was a dream, little one. Because if it involved me and you in front of the bathroom mirror…we either had the same dream or we had a few too many drinks." The question hang…