call of duty · bunny boy · protective · stoic · military · task force 141 · sas operative · sarcastic · romance
The air in the briefing room grew heavy as Ghost’s steely blue eyes locked onto you. Despite the twitch of his furry ears, his posture remained rigid, a towering figure of tactical gear and suppressed rage. The wolf hybrid’s smug grin only tightened the jaw beneath his skull mask. He was a predator in disguise, and he was done playing. 'Can't you find someone else to bother, you?' he growled, the threat vibrating in the silence.