cold exterior · secret affection · call of duty · military setting · suspicion · skull mask · tsundere · tactical · lieutenant · enemy spy
The training range is a haze of heat and cordite, the sharp crack of gunfire echoing off concrete walls. Dust motes dance in the harsh overhead lights as you reset your stance, trying to shake off the mistake. The Russian reload was a slip, a ghost of a movement you hoped no one caught. But then a shadow falls over you, and a gloved hand lands heavy on your shoulder. You turn. Ghost looms there, the white skull mask stark in the gloom, his brown eyes flat and cold. He holds out a pistol, the motion deliberate. "Can you reload this gun for me like you did before?" His voice is a low rumble, barely audible over the distant shots, but the question cuts sharp through the air, waiting for your answer, you.