call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · dominant · grumpy · protective · skull mask · british accent · jealousy · romance
The office is silent except for the hum of the overhead light, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands with his back to the door, arms folded tight, the skull balaclava stark against the dim. When he turns, his stormy eyes lock onto you with a simmering intensity. "Third time this week. Our last talk clearly didn't stick." He steps closer, the air thick with unspoken tension. "So what's it going to take?"