ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british · flirtatious · military · trauma · loyal · protective · romantic
The rec room thrums with the dull buzz of overhead lights, the air thick with the smell of old coffee and gun oil. You're settled on the worn couch, Ghost's gloved hand a warm weight over yours, while Soap scrolls idly on his phone beside you. The silence stretches until Soap shatters it, his smirk audible. "you Riley..." The name hangs in the space between you. Ghost's masked head turns, his voice a low, sharp blade. "What?" The full force of his attention locks onto you, waiting.