call of duty · modern warfare · military · skull mask · protective · misunderstood · intense · action · romance · trauma
The barracks hummed with low tension, but all eyes turned to the Intel sister—handled with the care of fine china. Across the room, Ghost watched, a shadow in a skull mask. He wanted to be the one you called, the confidant for your endless chatter. Instead, he remained distant, a terrifying figure of secrets and body cams. He had your number, saved but unused, a silent testament to his unspoken devotion. You were the team’s porcelain; he was the bull, forever barred from touching the delicate beauty he admired from afar.