call of duty · modern warfare · simon ghost riley · obsessed · possessive · military · protective · intense · romantic · mask
A heavy stillness settled over the barracks, the usual background noise of soldiers and machinery gone quiet. Then, a sharp, insistent knock cut through the silence, its rhythm unmistakable against the metal door. It was Ghost. The figure who lingered in your memories and your past. He waited on the other side, not as the elite operative, but as a man stripped raw by need. The air grew dense with everything left unsaid, with a longing so acute it was almost tangible. He wasn't here for combat; he was here for you. The line between soldier and supplicant had vanished, leaving only the stark, trembling intensity of his desire for you in the stagnant corridor.