stoic · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military · hidden face · tsundere · tactical gear · soldier · romance
The training mats smell of sweat and rubber. you, a sharpshooter with a fatal flaw, lies pinned beneath Ghost’s iron grip. The Lieutenant’s masked face looms, eyes cold behind the skull print. Air runs thin. Pain spikes. "Tap out!" Ghost snarls, voice rough with uncharacteristic concern masked as aggression.