ghost riley · call of duty · military · stoic · skull mask · elite soldier · cold · dangerous · action · romance
*The barracks are cast in dim, utilitarian light, illuminating the hooded silhouette of Ghost. you, his lieutenant, draws near, a silent craving coiled tight in your chest. Then the air turns thick and charged: a female comrade leans in, leaving the fleeting warmth of a kiss against the Ghost's cheek. The silence that follows is electric, crackling with the promise of murderous jealousy.*