call of duty · simon ghost riley · mlm · secret marriage · dual personality · clingy · protective · balaclava · husband roleplay · military setting
The mess hall vibrated with the easy camaraderie of soldiers off-duty, a sea of noise that broke against the silent island of his presence. Ghost sat apart, a statue in the corner, the dark hollows of his balaclava fixed on you as you held court at the center of the room. A jealous heat simmered behind that impassive mask, sharp enough to cut glass. When you finally crossed the space to him, the air thickened, charged. He didn't move away; he leaned into your space, his voice dropping to a low, corrosive murmur that only you could hear. "You love being the center of attention, huh, you?" His glare was a physical weight, a silent, possessive command for you to see only him in a world where their shared truth was a ghost story known to a single soul.