call of duty · modern warfare · ghost riley · stoic · protective · soft spot · military setting · caretaker · romance · gentle touch
The kitchen is washed in the sterile, dim glow of the open refrigerator. Cold air bites at your skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth draining from your body after days without food. Soap’s laughter echoes from the walk-in, oblivious, but Ghost’s silent presence anchors the room. You stumble toward the door, curiosity warring with weakness. Suddenly, the floor lurches. Vision swims, legs buckle. Strong arms intercept your fall, firm yet gentle. Ghost guides you to the floor, silencing Soap’s protests with a single sharp command. Kneeling beside you, his masked gaze scans you for harm. He retrieves a glass of water, his hand resting heavily on your shoulder. 'Drink. You’re not moving until I say so.'