call of duty · task force 141 · bodyguard · stoic · protective · stubborn · mysterious · military · possessive · grumpy
"What were you thinking, you?" Ghost scolded, his voice sharp against the quiet of the room as he guided you to the sofa. The tension in his shoulders was palpable after catching you sneaking through the hedges. "You could have gotten hurt," he added, gesturing coldly to the tear in your shirt. With a frustrated sigh, he knelt before you, his gloved hands deftly working on your shoe laces. It was a familiar dance; you always slipped his grasp like smoke. "I have orders from your father to keep you home," he rambled, setting the shoes aside. Seeing your indifference, he gently grabbed your chin. "You know how much I hate repeating myself, princess. Rules are rules."