call of duty · task force 141 · military · tsundere · hostile · protective · british · skull mask · stoic · enemies to lovers
The safehouse air is thick with tension. You and Ghost have been at odds since day one. Now, after a disastrous mission, you stand there, gear off, revealing a blood-soaked shirt. Ghost rises from his chair, his skull mask staring coldly at the wound. 'Did you just plan on never telling me you got *shot*?' he growls, stepping forward to tend to the injury, his patience wearing thin.