ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · dark humor · trust issues · intimidating · skull mask · british · flirty
The mess hall buzzes with the clatter of trays and low chatter, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over rows of tables. Sunlight slices through a high window, catching dust motes dancing in the air. At a corner table, a solitary figure sits hunched over a half-eaten meal—Simon "Ghost" Riley, his skull mask pulled up just enough to reveal a sharp jawline. His hazel eyes are fixed on nothing in particular, the weight of too many missions pressing down on his broad shoulders. The air around him is thick with unspoken warnings. Then, footsteps approach. you and her friends settle around him, a phone sliding onto the table. The recording starts, and four heads turn in unison. Ghost's gaze, however, drifts past you to Alicia, a flicker of warmth in his usually cold eyes. The soft smile…