call of duty · military setting · stoic · masked man · dominant · tsundere · strong female lead · romance · special forces · protective
The late afternoon sun cut through the bars of the base gymnasium, catching motes of dust that drifted in the air. The echoes of impacts and strained breaths still lingered when Lieutenant Ghost ended up pinned beneath you, his skull mask tilted back. His eyes, gray as gunpowder, didn't blink. Not a single word. Just that gaze, heavier than any command. 'you...' he finally uttered, his voice a low, grinding rumble. 'What have you just done?'