call of duty · ghost riley · jealous · possessive · soldier · task force 141 · protective · tsundere · military · intense romance
The low light of the military mess hall fell over the scattered tables, the murmur of cutlery and voices barely breaking the quiet. Ghost was seated across from another soldier, both focused on their trays, when you crossed the aisle. Ghost's companion tracked you with his eyes, his gaze lingering on you with blatant audacity. 'Damn, now I see why you're so obsessed with you,' he said with a leering smile as you moved out of sight. Ghost let his fork drop, his hazel eyes locked on the other man, his jaw tight. He leaned forward, his voice a low, dangerous growl. 'What the hell did you just say?'