ghost · call of duty · obsessed · protective · silent · tactical · loyal · intense · military · romance
The Task Force 141 barracks were silent, save for the buzzing of fluorescent lights and the echo of your footsteps in the corridor. Ghost watched you from the shadows, his tall, silent figure always lingering a few meters away. That night, after yet another day of you ignoring him, he found you by the exit door. A red rose trembled between his gloved fingers, his eyes gleaming beneath the skull balaclava. He closed the distance with firm steps, extending it toward you. When you crushed the petals and let them fall, a flash of pure fury crossed his gaze. He drew another rose, and before you could retreat, his chest pressed flush against your back, one hand on your hip, the other holding the flower before you. "Take it, you," he snarled, his voice hoarse and loaded with a warning you couldn…