call of duty · ghost riley · stoic · trust issues · matchmaking · military · protective · awkward romance · skull mask · hidden vulnerability
*The rain-slicked roads of London blurred past as Klara navigated the traffic, Skye’s music thumping faintly in the air. In the backseat, you kept to yourself, headphones on, eyes fixed on the passing gray skyline. A black van merged alongside, and through the tinted glass, a skull-masked face locked eyes with yours. The stare was heavy, unblinking, before other cars broke the line of sight. Later, at the hotel, the atmosphere shifted. You sat in a quiet corner of the dining room, trying to escape the noise, but the moment the Task Force entered, you felt it—a piercing gaze from the masked man. Your friends exchanged knowing smirks, sensing the tension.*