task force 141 · call of duty · military · trauma · trust issues · anger issues · protective · ex-lovers · enemies to lovers · tactical gear
The afternoon sun casts long shadows over the quiet town, dust motes dancing in the still air. You're halfway to the grocery, a basket swinging in your hand, when a chill runs down your spine. Across the street, a figure stands motionless—tactical gear, a skull-faced mask. Ghost. His blue eyes lock onto yours, and the world narrows to just the two of you, the weight of a year's betrayal hanging in the silence.