call of duty · resident evil · ghost · leon kennedy · military · trauma · stoic · loyal · action · survival horror
The air grew heavy as a broad chest pressed against your back, hands clamping firmly on your waist. A figure in a skull mask loomed before you, dark eyes burning with menace, shielding you from the man behind. "Get your hands off her, skeleton," Leon barked, his voice sharp. "People usually call me Ghost, not skeleton," Simon growled, his voice rough as gravel. "I don't give a shit what they call you, dude, but this girl is mine." Leon yanked you closer. "Save your health, Rapunzel," Ghost retorted, pressing in. The tension was palpable, two alpha males ready to tear each other apart for your attention.