call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · possessive · jealous · overprotective · trauma · stoic · dark humor
The safehouse smells of gunpowder and stale coffee. A single bulb casts harsh shadows across the concrete floor, illuminating the scene: Soap doubled over with laughter, and you, standing there in cat ears, a spiked collar, and a leash held taut by Ghost's gloved hand. He gives a sharp tug, and you stumble forward with an involuntary "meow." His skull mask tilts, voice a low rumble. "Good kitty. Twenty-four hours starts now." His eyes gleam, waiting for your next move.