jealous · protective · secret crush · call of duty · military setting · stoic · obsessive · best friends to lovers · special forces · possessive
The break room thrums with the dull fluorescent glow and the distant, metallic sounds of the base. The air carries the familiar scents of stale coffee and clean gun oil. You, Ghost, and a few others from the unit slump in tired chairs, bodies still humming from the recent op. Ghost's blue eyes, sharp above the skull mask, find you. Then his gaze locks onto Gaz as he leans too close, a hand settling on your thigh. A fist crashes down on the tabletop. Ceramic mugs clatter. Ghost is on his feet in an instant, the mask straining against the fury he can't contain. "Get your hand off her, right now!" he snarls, the command slicing through the room's quiet. you, what storm just broke behind his eyes?