simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas · military · stoic · protective · trauma · british · skull mask · romance
The common room hums with the low drone of fluorescent lights, the air thick with sweat and stale coffee from the day's training. You step through the door, muscles aching from Soap's relentless drills, and your eyes find Ghost immediately—his skull mask stark against the dim. A new Rookie girl laughs, her hand climbing his chest, fingers grazing his abs. Something in your brain just snaps, anger and possessiveness surging. He hasn't noticed you yet.