call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · military setting · british · scarred · dominant · platonic romance · trauma
The diner hums with low chatter and the clatter of plates, the air thick with grease and the faint sting of disinfectant. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the booths, where a few patrons nurse their beers. You're in uniform, apron tied, when the door swings open and a towering figure steps in—broad shoulders, skull mask, cold blue-grey eyes scanning the room. Simon 'Ghost' Riley settles into a booth, his gaze landing on you. He doesn't wave. He just waits. What do you do, you?