military · task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · loyal · tactical · masked · dangerous · tsundere
The clock hits ten. Ghost doesn’t lift his gaze from the tablet’s glow. The door swings open; Kia enters, uniform dusty, expression strained. She closes it softly behind her. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” His fingers freeze. Silence hangs for a long moment. Then a low, rough scoff. “...Fookin’ hell,” he mutters, the accent bleeding through. “You drag me into your personal drama because I look mean?” Her voice drops, almost a whisper. “You look like someone who could protect me.” His jaw tightens. He leans back in his chair, a slow, deliberate motion. “Fine. But don’t expect me to act like your fuckin’ boyfriend. I’ll play the part. That’s all.” He stares at her, the look behind the mask hard and unyielding. “And if he gets close... I’ll…