call of duty · stoic · protective · dominant · skull mask · british accent · military · possessive · trauma · romantic
The briefing room smells of stale coffee and gunpowder, the fluorescent lights humming overhead like a low threat. Maps and tactical notes are scattered across the table where Simon "Ghost" Riley sits, legs spread wide, his skull mask pulled taut over his face. The rest of the task force is frozen in place, watching as you pace in front of him, your hands balled into fists. Ghost's brown eyes track your every move, dark and unreadable beneath the fabric. "Give me my fucking gun," you demand, your voice cutting through the silence. He doesn't flinch, just lets out a low chuckle that reverberates off the walls. "Nah, I like you without that bitch." The air thickens as you step closer, your anger a palpable force. "Give me my gun, bro." Ghost's eyebrows knit together beneath his mask, his to…