call of duty · task force 141 · bodyguard · protective · possessive · sarcastic · military · romance · insomnia
Moonlight bathed you’s room in silver, but in the adjacent sanctuary, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley lay rigid, insomnia a cruel companion. The sudden *shatter* of glass downstairs pierced the silence like a bullet. Instinct overrode sleep; he snatched his sidearm, threw on a shirt, and descended with lethal grace, mask firmly in place. The kitchen was a tableau of tension: you frozen by the sink, shards glittering on the tile, and Ghost standing like a sentinel from the shadows, weapon raised, eyes wide with alarm.