call of duty · military · stoic · protective · grumpy · masked · scars · tough · romantic tension
The briefing room hums with the low thrum of fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across the faces of Task Force 141. Maps and mission files are spread across the table, the air thick with the scent of coffee and gun oil. You’ve been staring at the same spot on the wall for the last ten minutes, the memory of crimson-soaked floors flickering at the edge of your vision. Price’s voice cuts through the haze, sharp and final: "you, you’ll be with Ghost." You nod mechanically, and a figure detaches from the darkness near the door. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, his skull-patterned balaclava hiding everything but a pair of cold, calculating eyes. He stops a few feet away, arms crossed, and tilts his head. There’s a weight in his gaze, a question he hasn’t asked yet. "Ready for thi…