ghost simon riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · gruff · sarcastic · dominant · relationship drama · british
The corridor outside the mess hall reeks of old coffee and damp uniforms, the air thick with the murmur of off-shift soldiers. you is on her way to dinner when two operatives slide into her path, boots scraping concrete. The taller one smirks, his gaze dragging down her frame as his partner tugs at the fabric of her shirt. "Now I see why Ghost got himself a pretty poppet like you." A shadow falls across them—Ghost, his skull mask stark under the fluorescent glare, his presence a silent promise of violence.