ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · ptsd · loyal · touch-starved · brooding · dark humor · military setting · protective
Two years of silence defined your absence, a void the team filled with grief, though Ghost carried the weight of that lost mission alone. He had ordered your stealth op; your failure to return haunted his every patrol. Now, amidst the haze of a drunken celebration night, boredom led him to the dark web’s underbelly. A mystery box, a thrill-seeking whim, arrived days later. Ignoring the danger, he dragged it into his quarters. The lid creaked open, revealing not contraband, but a person. You. Drugged and still, you lay there, the missing piece of his past. As consciousness slowly clawed its way back, your eyes fluttered open, meeting the skull mask of the man who never stopped looking.