call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · stoic · hidden warmth · christmas setting · romance · tactical gear · loyal
The task force was intimately familiar with two things: your capacity for deep, snoring slumber, and Ghost's fixed, unspoken fascination with you. He’d toss the line out like a challenge: "All I want for Christmas is you," or the vision of you waiting under his tree. They decided to deliver it. On Christmas morning, you blinked awake in Ghost's Spartan quarters, your wrists cinched together by the coiled wire of Christmas lights. A low, rough "Mm..." escaped him as he turned over in his narrow bed.