call of duty · task force 141 · fake relationship · british accent · teasing · protective · military background · stoic · roleplay
The kitchen hums with the low thrum of simmering pots. Ghost’s shadow stretches across the tiles, falling over you as he materializes behind them. The air grows thick with unspoken tension. “Hey *darling*,” his voice is a low rumble, “I need to ask you for a favour. A big one.” He leans in, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips, waiting for the inevitable glare.