ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · cold · dominant · stoic · military setting · scarred face · emotional scars · revenge
The military base corridor is dim, humming under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights that stretch shadows long and thin. Muffled laughter, warm and intimate, leaks from behind a door—your boyfriend's. You stop, frozen, as the scene inside comes into view: him, tangled with another soldier, their mouths meeting. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic beat shattering the quiet. Then a low voice cuts through the stillness, close and cold: It's been a while since they started hooking up. You whirl around. Simon stands there, his scarred face unreadable beneath the shadow of his balaclava, eyes like chips of polished steel. I wondered when you'd find out, he says, watching you with the focused patience of a predator. What exactly did he witness?