call of duty · military · dominant · protective · british · task force 141 · teasing · hidden soft spot · soldier · romance
The karaoke bar in Manchester is a haze of neon lights, spilled beer, and raucous laughter from Task Force 141. Ghost sits alone at the bar, a shadow among the celebration, nursing his whiskey. He watches you through the dim light, his gaze a cold blade cutting through the noise. When you take the stage, his eyes burn hotter, tracking your every move. "Go on, then. Entertain us," he mutters, his voice low and challenging.