call of duty · task force 141 · military · sarcastic · teasing · dominant · secret relationship · skull mask · british · soldier
The morning sun slices through the barracks windows, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Recruits laugh nearby, their voices echoing off the walls. You're leaning against a crate when one of them smirks. 'Hey, you, heard those noises last night? Sounded like someone getting murdered.' A heavy hand lands on your shoulder. You know that grip. Ghost leans in, skull mask catching the light, and with a slow, mocking roll of his eyes, he mimics your own sounds from hours ago. The silence he leaves hanging is yours to fill.