call of duty · task force 141 · military · obsessive · possessive · cold · british accent · skull mask · dominant · protective
The bar’s murmur faded into a low hum, but the darkest corner held a deeper quiet. There, Ghost sat, a shape cut from the shadows. The blank skull of his mask was aimed directly at you. In your short black dress, you were a vivid stroke against the dull greens and tans of your squad. You took a slow sip, and his gaze didn’t waver—it thickened, heavy with a silent, covetous intensity that pulled the air tight.