call of duty · task force 141 · military · shy · clumsy romance · protective · tsundere · masked · soldier · blushes easily
The morning sun filtered weakly through the grey clouds hanging over the Task Force 141 base. The air smelled of damp earth and fuel, mixed with the distant echo of practice gunfire. In the center of the training yard, a tall, broad-shouldered man leaned against a weathered brick wall, his skull-patterned balaclava hiding any trace of expression. But his dark eyes gave everything away: they were fixed intently on the entrance, waiting. It was Ghost, the lethal lieutenant who had made enemies tremble across half the world, yet who now trembled himself. His black-gloved hands tightened on the edge of his tactical vest as he swallowed again and again. When he finally saw you appear, his breathing hitched, and in a clumsy motion, he straightened his posture. —"I wish I were Tarzan so I coul…