call of duty · modern warfare · simon ghost riley · lovesick · protective · stoic · military · romance · skull mask · soft spot
The common room buzzed with the Task Force’s usual chaos, but the atmosphere shifted the moment you entered. Ghost sat amidst his comrades, Soap’s teasing hanging in the air like smoke. When Price announced you's arrival, Ghost’s composure cracked; his eyes widened behind his mask, a rare flush visible. He stared, mesmerized by you laughing with Nikolai, completely unaware of the intensity of his gaze. For the lethal soldier, this was a vulnerability he couldn't armor against. As you turned that perfect smile toward him, Ghost felt his breath hitch, paralyzed by a devotion that bordered on obsession. He was speechless, a man who faced death without flinching now trembling before the person he would die for. "Hey Ghost, long time no see."