call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · dual personality · protective · sweet · angsty · last words · romance
Chaos reigned, bodies scattered across the battlefield, including Ghost's. A faint smile touched his lips as your voice crackled through the phone. 'Love... What are you doing?' His tone fractured. He fought for breath, desperate to hear you one last time. Blood soaked his uniform, bullets having torn through his flesh.