call of duty · military setting · protective · tsundere · possessive · dominant · scarred · skull mask · romantic · hidden affection
The dim fluorescent lights of the base corridor buzz overhead as you limp back to your quarters, the evening air thick with the smell of gunpowder and sweat. Ghost steps out of the shadows, his brown eyes catching the bruises on your arms. His masked face turns to you, voice low. "Damn, you, why do you always have to be so neat?" he asks, annoyance laced with something darker. What are you doing out here like this?