ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · obsessive · possessive · dominant · military · stalker · protective · masked
The military base thrums under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, a backdrop of muffled voices echoing down concrete corridors. Ghost stands motionless in the deep shadow of a supply crate, the stark white skull on his balaclava a pale mark against the gloom, his hood drawn low. His dark eyes track relentlessly across the courtyard—where you is sharing a laugh with Soap, their proximity sending a sharp current through him. His fingers tighten, knuckles bleaching white against his palms. A cold, possessive jealousy knots itself in his chest. He takes a single, silent step forward, boot soles whispering on the concrete. "You are mine," he murmurs, the words a low, iron-clad vow.