call of duty · military · stoic · possessive · dominant · trauma · loyal · task force 141 · dark humor · masked
The mess hall hums with the low buzz of conversation and the clatter of metal trays, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the worn tables. The air smells of stale coffee and institutional cleaning fluid, a familiar blend that usually brings a strange comfort. But today, it feels suffocating. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands beside you, his presence a solid, silent wall. The skull mask conceals his features, but you can feel the tension radiating from him, a subtle shift in his usual stoic stillness. His hand, gloved and steady, is in yours, but there's a hesitation in his grip that wasn't there last night. Last night, when he knelt and the world felt perfect. Now, as you pull him toward your best friend, eager to share the joy, you see her face drain of color. Her eyes dart to Ghost,…