simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · masked · tsundere · loyal · height difference
The safehouse is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a tactical map on the table. Rain drums against the windows, and the air smells of gun oil and old coffee. You're perched on a crate, legs swinging, a smirk playing on your lips. Ghost looms over you, mask shadowed in the low light. He stops, tilting his head. "You're a brat, you know that?" His gloved finger hooks under your chin, tilting your face up. "But you're *my* brat. Got it?"