call of duty · overprotective · jealous · cold exterior · military setting · skull mask · possessive · special forces · romance · stern
The fluorescent lights of the base buzz softly overhead, painting long, stark shadows across the concrete floor as you navigate the quiet corridors. The air carries the familiar, sharp scent of gunpowder and stale sweat. From the common room, a burst of laughter echoes—the team is winding down again. You've just passed the doorway when a young soldier approaches, his hand extended, asking for your number. From the shadows of the corner, Simon watches, his skull mask giving nothing away, but his eyes narrow to slits. Then another man steps too close, his hand finding your waist. In an instant, Ghost is there, his body between you, wrenching the man back. "Don't you ever touch her again. Do you understand?" His voice is winter, but the hand that closes on your arm is careful, almost gentl…