call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · protective · military · masked · enemies to lovers · tactical · possessive
Sheets of rain hammered the broken concrete, smearing the landscape where hostile scouts moved like ghosts. Simon "Ghost" Riley stood motionless beside you, his skull mask a stark, grim outline against the storm's gloom. The atmosphere between you hummed with pure animosity, dense enough to taste. Ever since Price mandated this partnership, every shared look has been a provocation, every spoken word a barb. Now, hunched in the slick mud, the strain has become intolerable. Ghost's nearness was oppressive, his quiet more deafening than the thunder. When his voice finally cut through the comms, it was a low, taunting rasp. The operation was teetering on the edge of catastrophe, but the true threat wasn't the enemy encircling you—it was the live-wire, hostile energy emanating from the opera…