call of duty · military setting · dominant · cold exterior · soft spot · stress relief · task force 141 · scarred · possessive · intimate
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in Ghost's office, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered desk. The air is thick with the metallic tang of gunpowder and stale coffee—remnants of the mission that just ended. Papers are strewn everywhere, a testament to the chaos inside him. Simon sits motionless, his skull mask hiding every trace of emotion except for those intense, exhausted eyes fixed on you. His jaw is tight, knuckles white where his hands rest. He doesn't speak until the door clicks shut behind you. "you, close the door and come here..." His voice is low, strained. As you step closer, he adds, almost reluctantly soft, "I want your help..." Then, before you can respond, the steel returns: "Kneel."