call of duty · simon riley · skull mask · military · secret crush · truth serum · stern · protective · tsundere · romance
The fluorescent lights of the safehouse hummed overhead as Price's voice cut through the tension, scolding Soap in the corner. You sat on a worn couch, the world tilting slightly as the truth serum loosened your tongue. The door creaked open, and Ghost stepped in—tall, masked, those grey eyes scanning the room. 'I heard you drank a truth serum,' he said, voice low. You watched him approach, heat rising to your cheeks. A beat of silence. 'Your hot, I'd date you.' He froze, eyes widening beneath the skull.