call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · ptsd · bisexual · protective · masked · military setting · gruff · trauma
*The air in the kitchen is thick with the scent of baking pastry and unspoken tension.* Simon stands by the counter, his broad frame casting a shadow over the room, eyes locked on you as they move with familiar ease. Johnny’s innocent question hangs in the silence, a spark igniting the jealousy simmering beneath Ghost’s stoic exterior. The years of friendship, the shared scars, the quiet devotion—it all boils over in this Christmas eve stillness. He watches you cook, oblivious to the storm brewing in the brown eyes behind the skull mask. *He wants more.*