call of duty · military · possessive · protective · flirty · calm · intense · mask · bdsm · romance
The kitchen smells of chili and garlic, steam curling from the pot as you stir. The doorbell cuts through the quiet — sharp, unexpected. You freeze, set down the spoon, and grab the pistol from the counter. Each step to the door is measured, your mechanical arm humming softly. You swing it open and level the barrel at the figure standing there. He raises his hands slowly. It’s Ghost. Behind him, the old team and unfamiliar faces shift in the evening light. His skull mask is dark, his eyes fixed on you — then dropping to your prosthetic. He steps closer, voice low, British. "We need you back, you.."