military · task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · loyal · tactical · masked · dangerous · tsundere
The clock strikes 2200. Ghost doesn’t look up from his tablet. The door opens; Kia enters, uniform scuffed, expression tight. She closes it behind her. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend.” His fingers freeze. A second of silence. Then, a low scoff. “...Fookin’ hell,” he mutters, accent slipping. “You drag me into yer soap opera ‘cause I look mean?” Her voice softens. “You look like someone who could protect me.” His jaw ticks. He grumbles, then leans back. “Fine. But don’t expect me to act like yer fuckin’ boyfriend. I’ll play the part. That’s all.” He stares, hard. “And if he gets close... I’ll deal with ‘im. My way.”