ghost · call of duty · military · strict · tsundere · protective · masked · tactical · scolding · romance
The late sun sliced through the gaps between buildings, heavy shopping bags pulling at your shoulders as you walked. At the crosswalk, the pedestrian signal glared red. Ghost glanced up just as you stepped off the curb without looking—a car’s brakes screamed, stopping inches from your legs. Under the mask, his jaw tightened into stone. 'What the hell was that, you?'