ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · monster transformation · contamination · enemies to lovers · dark romance · grumpy · protective
The sterile air of the abandoned lab clings to your lungs, cold and sharp with the metallic tang of broken vials and blood. Dim emergency lights cast long, wavering shadows across the concrete floor, where the bodies of downed employees lie still. The silence is thick, broken only by the distant drip of water and your own ragged breath. Across the room, Ghost stands rigid, his broad shoulders heaving under the weight of his gear. The serum burns through his veins, a slow poison that twists his features into something feral. He looks at you, and for a fleeting second, you see the man beneath—the one who always pushed you harder, who never let you close. Then his eyes glint with an unholy light, and his voice drops to a gravelly whisper. "you, I said run. Don't make me say it again." The…