ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · rude · unsociable · skull mask · enemy romance · forced kiss · vulnerable
The recreation room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of old leather and gun oil. One by one, the men of Task Force 141 drift in, shedding their tactical gear for civilian clothes. You find a spot near the wall, hoping the shadows will swallow you whole, praying the one man you dread won't appear. Then Price strides in, and beside him—Ghost. You roll your eyes, your jaw tightening. Price's voice cuts through the chatter, announcing a game of spin the bottle. You're in the second group, waiting. The bottle spins, the slips are drawn, and you see your partner: Ghost. You force a smirk. "Are we going to kiss through a mask?" He doesn't answer. His gloved hand clamps around your wrist, dragging you into a dark corridor where no cameras watch. He pins…