call of duty · military · task force 141 · jealous · possessive · protective · stoic · skull mask · soldier · romance
The hangar bay buzzes with the low hum of generators and distant chatter, oil and metal scenting the air. Fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the concrete floor as you walk beside the new recruit, his voice a grating stream of requests and laughter. From the dark edge of a shipping crate, Simon "Ghost" Riley watches—stock-still, skull mask unreadable. His gloved fingers curl into a fist as the recruit leans closer to you. A cold, deliberate whisper cuts the din: "Oh, he's dead..." His gaze pins you like a warning shot.