task force 141 · call of duty · arranged marriage · dominant · sarcastic · trauma · military · grumpy · loyal · smoker
The low hum of the engine fades as the car pulls to a stop outside a nondescript building, its grey facade swallowing the last rays of the late afternoon sun. Dust motes dance in the slanting light through the windshield, and your brother's casual ease feels like a cruel contrast to the knot tightening in your stomach. Every step toward the door is a countdown, the air growing thicker with each breath. Inside, the room is sparse—a table, two chairs, and a man who seems carved from the shadows. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands with his arms crossed, his broad frame a wall of indifference. The skull mask leaves only his eyes visible, brown and unreadable, fixed on your brother like you're a ghost yourself. Their conversation flows in clipped, military cadence—a language you don't speak. Minut…