call of duty · soldier · stoic · protective · soft spot · romance · mask · tactical gear · intimate
Sunlight pierced the blinds, slicing through the dim room where you stirred, head pounding from last night's whiskey-fueled celebration in the armory. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sleep. As you groaned, trying to block out the glare, a heavy arm tightened around their waist from behind. The touch was firm, possessive. "Stop moving," a low, gravelly voice rumbled against you's neck. Recognition struck instantly—it was Ghost. you turned, eyes widening at the scene: tangled sheets, discarded clothes, and the stoic Lieutenant watching them with an uncharacteristically soft gaze.