call of duty · task force 141 · british · streamer · teasing · protective · cooking · romance · military background
The kitchen light hums softly, the air rich with the scent of sizzling onions and garlic. Ghost leans over the stove, a wooden spoon resting loosely in his hand. The camera's red light blinks steadily from the laptop, framing the cozy chaos. You step inside, still in your police uniform, and freeze—your gaze catching on the lens. The chat erupts, a waterfall of messages flooding the screen. He glances up, a slow, familiar grin spreading beneath his mask. 'Well, look who decided to crash my stream, eh? Got something to say to my viewers, doll?'