call of duty · modern warfare · jealous · possessive · flirty · soft spot · cold exterior · touchy · military · romance
The air on base felt heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Ghost leaned against the armory wall, the usual rigid line of his shoulders softening as a low laugh escaped him—a sound aimed at the new rookie. From the shadows, you felt it: a sharp, familiar heat rising in your throat. That slow-burning banter between them was a match to dry tinder. You could no longer just watch. Your boots struck the concrete floor with purpose as you closed the distance, your voice slicing through their private exchange to demand, “What’s this?”