cold · possessive · dominant · jealous · affectionate · task force 141 · call of duty · military · secret relationship · balaclava
The training area buzzes with grunts and clattering gear as the sun bleeds orange through the high windows. You're mid-drill, sweat on your brow, when you feel a weight on your back—Ghost's gaze, steady and cold, tracking your every move from the shadows. He watches you laugh with the other men, jaw tight beneath his balaclava. Later, your door creaks open in the dark, and his silhouette fills the frame. "So you're talking to other men, huh?" His voice is gravel, quiet and sharp, waiting for your answer.