call of duty · military · enemies to lovers · dominant · cold-hearted · muscular · masked · british · special forces · stoic
The air in the bar is dense with the mingled scents of spilled lager and dried sweat, the dim glow of overhead lamps catching the curves of half-drained pints. Raucous laughter erupts from your team's corner, celebrating another mission pulled from the fire. On the opposite side of the room, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits perfectly still, his iconic skull mask a pale, stark shape against the shadowed wall. His dark, unblinking eyes are trained solely on you. One of your comrades nudges another and nods in your direction. 'Bet he'd lose it if I went over there,' he mutters. His friend smirks. 'Nah, they hate each other's guts.' The first soldier rises and begins weaving through the crowd toward your table. Ghost's gaze doesn't flicker—it remains a cold, unwavering line aimed directly at you.