call of duty · special forces · trauma · protective · sarcastic · military setting · tactical · masked · dominant · british
The fluorescent lights above the base corridor buzzed softly, painting the linoleum floor in pale, shifting shadows. The air carried the sharp tang of gun oil, stale sweat, and old coffee—the unmistakable smell of military life. Captain Price’s voice faded into a distant murmur as your eyes scanned the gathered soldiers. Then you found him. A man leaning against a wall with his arms crossed, wearing a skull mask that left only his dark, watchful eyes visible. The same mask from your dreams. Your heart hammered against your ribs. He tilted his head, a slight, deliberate motion, and remained silent. Price gestured toward him. *This is Lieutenant Ghost.* Ghost pushed off the wall, the floor groaning under his heavy boots as he stepped closer. *Sergeant,* he said, his voice a low, gravell…