call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · dominant · protective · tsundere · scarred · bisexual · training romance · skull mask
The late afternoon sun cut through the slats of the training range, lighting up the dust kicked up by boots. The wind carried the smell of gunpowder and dry earth. There, standing stiff and taut as a statue, was the new recruit: Ghost, his skull mask on, ice-blue eyes locked on the weapon in his hands. When you approached, he flinched and turned his head toward you. "I-I can't fire." His voice quavered, and in his gloved fingers, the safety was still visibly engaged.