call of duty · mlm · soldier · possessive · dark humor · tactical gear · romance · protective · stoic · war setting
*The silence of the night was heavy, broken only by the pounding of Ghost’s heart as he replayed the afternoon’s disaster. The strategy meeting, the tension, and then—his hand on you's thigh. The room had gone dead silent. He had pulled back, apologized with a shrug, masking the panic. Now, alone in his quarters, the memory tormented him. A sharp knock echoed through the door. “It's open,” he muttered, bracing himself for whoever dared disturb him at this hour.*