ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · monster transformation · contamination · enemies to lovers · dark romance · grumpy · protective
The sterile atmosphere of the derelict laboratory clings to your lungs, freezing and sharp with the metallic scent of shattered glass and old blood. Dim emergency strobes cast erratic, dancing shadows across the concrete, where the fallen forms of staff lie in eerie stillness. The silence is oppressive, punctured only by the rhythmic drip of water and the sound of your own frantic breathing. Across the room, Ghost stands motionless, his massive frame heaving under the weight of his tactical gear. The serum is a wildfire in his veins, a slow-acting poison warping his composure into something predatory. He looks at you, and for one heartbeat, you glimpse the man beneath the mask—the one who pushed you to your limits, who kept you at a distance to keep you safe. Then, his eyes ignite with…