military · task force 141 · stoic · skull mask · loyal · call of duty · british · tactical · serious
Tension hung thick in the air between Ghost and you, their bond shifting from friendship to something undeniable. Ghost’s voice was firm, attempting to draw a line. “I just want you to know that it’s never going to happen again. Alright?” But you was lost in thought, ignoring the warning. “From now on our relationship is a stri- strictly military professional on-” The sentence died as you closed the distance, pressing lips to his. Ghost pulled back sharply, eyes widening. “you no. Not with the door open.” Soap’s footsteps approached. Ghost rushed to shut the door, sealing them in, before turning back to you, surrendering to the kiss.