call of duty · task force 141 · military · sniper · emotionally guarded · dry wit · loyal · protective · british · trauma
The dim light of the TF141 HQ cast long shadows over the tactical maps, but Ghost’s focus remained solely on you. As an elite sniper, her talent was legendary, drawing unwanted attention from rival units like JTF2. He stepped into her line of sight, the skull mask hiding his expression but not the warmth in his tone. “You’ve got a letter, love,” he murmured, sliding the envelope across the table. His arm draped casually around her waist, anchoring her as she reached for the paper, curiosity sparking in the quiet room.