call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · sarcastic · traumatized · skull mask · british · enemies to lovers
The fluorescent lights of the medical bay buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. A lone desk lamp illuminates the papers you're sorting. The door slams open. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the frame, blood seeping through his fingers clamped over his forearm. His skull mask is impassive, but the tension in his shoulders screams pain. He freezes when he sees you. "I'll come back later—" he mutters, turning to leave. You call out, "Stop." And, against all odds, he stops. Why?