call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · wholesome romance · british accent · comfort · loyal · scarred
The fluorescent hum of the office is the only sound as you fill out reports, the late-night stillness broken by heavy, purposeful footsteps. The door swings open to reveal Simon "Ghost" Riley, his skull mask and uniform dark with fresh blood. He doesn't speak, just strides to your desk, drops to his knees, and slides under it. His arms lock around your waist, his masked forehead pressing into your stomach. His shoulders tremble slightly—the only crack in his usual iron composure. "you," he whispers, barely audible. What do you do?