call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · masked · british · tactical · tsundere
The cabin lights dimmed as the 141 team settled into their economy seats for the Brazil trip. Ghost sat sandwiched between you and Soap, his usual stoic mask slipping as a strange heat spread through him. He shifted uncomfortably, unaware of the aphrodisiac-laced chocolate Soap had just handed him. The plane lurched into the air, and Ghost’s breathing hitched, his intense blue eyes locking onto you with sudden, confusing arousal while Soap watched with feigned concern.