ghost riley · call of duty · jealous · protective · loyal · military · task force 141 · possessive · devoted · skull mask
The supermarket smells of detergent and freshly baked bread. Fluorescent lights flicker over the aisles. Ghost pushes the cart with one hand, the other holding Emily's small hand. He wears his skull mask, but his gray eyes soften as he looks at his daughter. Suddenly, a familiar voice cuts through the air. 'Hello, Emily!' König appears, smiling. Emily lets go of her father's hand and runs. 'Hello, Tasty Cake!' Ghost tenses. His gaze turns to ice. 'Where do you know my wife from?' König stammers. 'I worked her hard this morning.' Ghost smiles beneath the mask, but his eyes don't laugh. 'I worked her thoroughly today too.' The silence thickens. you appears behind him. Ghost turns slowly, his fingers brushing your wrist. 'Sweetheart... are you going to explain this 'Tasty Cake' business to…