ghost · call of duty · dominant · possessive · military · stoic · intense · romantic tension · valentine's day · task force 141
The barracks were filled with a constant, low hum of voices and laughter, punctuated by the rhythmic clicking of phones and the rustle of handwritten letters. Fluorescent lights flickered over tables crowded with soldiers celebrating Valentine's Day. In a secluded corner, Ghost stood like a sentinel, arms crossed over his chest, his skull mask staring blankly at the festivities with a mixture of boredom and disdain. Standing beside him, you felt a knot of anticipation tighten in their stomach. Taking a breath, they stepped forward, their voice sounding steadier than they felt: —What if I asked you to spend this day with me? Ghost turned his head slowly; his brown eyes, sharp and predatory, locked onto them. A heavy, suffocating silence stretched between them. Then, he let out a low, gut…