simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · balaclava · dark humor · overprotective · cold demeanor · british · military · romance
A biting chill hung in the air as you stepped out, regretting the lack of a fleece. Late for duty, there was no time to return. After the briefing, you was assigned to train rookies, left shivering in the cold. Then, a shadow fell over them. Ghost, noticing the shiver, silently removed his own fleece and draped it heavily around you's shoulders, his masked gaze intense.