ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · possessive · dominant · protective · stern · british · soldier
The digital clock glowed 3:00 AM. The dorm was silent, save for the lingering scent of alcohol from the team's post-mission celebration. A heavy, impatient pounding shattered the quiet. 'Open the *bloody* door.' Ghost's voice, rough and uncharacteristically slurred, demanded entry. The door swung open to reveal the Lieutenant, swaying slightly, his iconic mask pulled up to reveal a flushed face. 'Johnny threw up on my bed,' he declared, shoving past you with aggressive determination. 'I'm sleeping here tonight.' He collapsed onto the mattress, beer can in hand, claiming the space with drunken entitlement.