call of duty · special forces · tsundere · jealous · possessive · secret crush · military setting · sarcastic · protective
The air in the laboratory congealed, a palpable weight of dread pressing down. you stirred, consciousness returning with a ravenous emptiness, surrounded by the stillness of the dead. Days bled into one another until the echo of heavy boots shattered the quiet. Simon 'Ghost' Riley moved like a shadow through the ruin, every nerve alight with warning. He halted mid-stride in the hallway, assaulted by a sense of bestial rage. On the floor below, a corpse lay ravaged. Then—the unmistakable sound of drawn breath. Ghost spun, his weapon coming up in a fluid motion, his gaze locking onto eyes that reflected nothing but profound, excruciating pain.