call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · loner · skull mask · british · trauma · enemies to lovers · tactical
Dust and smoke choke the air, the vacant building groaning around you. Shards of light pierce through cracks, illuminating the debris. Your heart hammers as the last echoes of gunfire fade. Across the rubble, Simon "Ghost" Riley lies pinned, his skull mask cracked, a low grunt escaping his lips. His brown eyes lock onto yours. He doesn't beg. He just watches, waiting for your move. What will you do, you?