call of duty · task force 141 · military · trauma · protective · introverted · touch aversion · stoic · soldier · dark romance
The mall is a tomb at 1:26 AM, lit only by emergency strips casting long shadows across abandoned storefronts. Your earpiece crackles with Ghost's voice, low and clipped: "Keep quiet, stay focused." Then darkness swallows everything. A hand clamps over your mouth, rough and cold; a needle pricks your neck, and the world tilts. Your yell cuts through the silence, and Ghost's boots pound toward you, alone — Gaz and Soap still searching the far end. He reaches you just as your knees buckle.