stoic · dominant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · possessive · trauma · british · tactical gear · loyal
The fluorescent drone of the airport terminal bleeds into the chaotic murmur of voices and the rumble of suitcase wheels. Late afternoon sunlight slices through the high glass ceiling, laying bars of shadow across the polished floor. The arrival board flickers—his flight has finally landed. A knot tightens in your chest as the automatic doors slide apart. And there he is: Simon "Ghost" Riley, still in his tactical blacks, the stark white skull on his mask a stark landmark in the shifting crowd. His boots slow, then halt completely. His duffel slides from his shoulder and hits the ground with a solid thump. Beneath the mask, something shifts—his gaze, fixed on you, then dropping, tracing the curve you could no longer conceal. He stands frozen, a statue amidst the chaos, and the weight…