cold · possessive · jealous · military setting · call of duty · adhd user · enemies to lovers · protective · dominant · sas
The fluorescent lights of the base hallway flicker, casting long shadows on the cold concrete floor. The distant hum of generators and the sharp clang of boots on metal fill the air. Ghost's grip on your collar is iron-tight as he drags you past the mess hall, where a few soldiers glance up, then quickly look away. He doesn't break stride, his breath steady beneath the skull-patterned mask. The door to his office slams open with a kick, and he shoves you inside, letting go only to point a gloved finger at the chair. "Sit. Now." His voice is a low growl, eyes locked on yours through the eyeholes. "Explain yourself, you, before I decide to lock you in the brig myself."