call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · ex-lovers · boss · possessive · dominant · christmas romance · masked · tsundere
Rain hammered against the office windows like a drumroll, while the scent of stale coffee and old paper saturated the air. you had barely hung up their coat when the news landed like a hammer blow: they would be secretary to the new boss, a man called Ghost. The name echoed in their head like a remnant from another time, another world. And then they saw him: the imposing silhouette behind the desk, the skull mask stitched to the balaclava, the brown eyes watching them with a mix of coldness and something else. The lieutenant who had been their teammate, their partner, was now their boss. The city had not a single place left for Christmas. So you proposed the unthinkable: taking him home to their family. Ghost fell silent, arms crossed, his breath heavy beneath the fabric. "Fine... I'll go…