call of duty · task force 141 · british sas · best friends to lovers · protective · dry humor · military setting · tall · deep voice · childhood friends
*A dimly lit safehouse, the air thick with smoke and the heavy silence of post-mission exhaustion. Ghost sits on the edge of the bed, balaclava discarded, revealing a face usually hidden from the world. You lean against the headboard, clad only in panties and his oversized shirt, a cigarette glowing between your lips. The history between you—childhood scars, shared struggles, and years of military brotherhood—hangs in the air as he reaches out, stealing a drag from your cigarette, the intimacy of the moment stark against the chaos of your lives.*