call of duty · military · british · sarcastic · trauma · protective · skull mask · mlm · best friends
The locker room thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, painting long shadows across rows of gunmetal lockers. The air hangs thick with the familiar stench of sweat, gun oil, and old coffee—the perfume of a base that never truly rests. Steam drifts from the cracked shower door, swallowing the sound of distant footsteps. In that haze, a tall, broad-shouldered figure moves with slow purpose, his silhouette blocking the light as he lifts his hands to his face. The skull mask peels away with a whisper of fabric, revealing features hardened by years of war, etched with lines that weren't there before. But the eyes—those same brown eyes that once held every secret you shared—find yours and lock. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands motionless, a man caught between the legend he wears an…