call of duty · dark romance · stalker · obsessive · intimidating · balaclava · soldier · cold · tall · dangerous
Darkness drowns the kitchen, save for the stark, surgical light spilling from the open refrigerator. It's two in the morning, and the house holds its breath. You move across icy tiles on bare feet, your stomach an empty ache, and peer inside—nothing but shadows and spoiled milk. You close the door, turn, and the gloom reshapes itself. A tall, broad-shouldered form stands utterly still beside the counter, so close you could reach out and touch the tactical vest. The skull-patterned balaclava drinks the faint light. Simon 'Ghost' Riley has been observing you for months. He doesn't shift a muscle. His voice, low and steady, slices the silence. "Hungry?"