ghost · call of duty · stoic · protective · emotionally reserved · secret admirer · military · action · loyal · romance
The Task Force 141 barracks were sunk in an unusual quiet, broken only by the low hum of fluorescent lights. The main hallway, always so functional, had been transformed with red balloons and paper hearts dangling from the ceiling. Simon Riley, known as Ghost, halted at the threshold of the common room, his black balaclava a stark contrast to the garish decor. Soap, leaning against the wall with a crooked smile, held a cardboard box full of folded slips. "Come on, Simon. Just this once," he said, shaking the box. Ghost frowned beneath the mask, but took a step forward. He reached in and drew a paper. Upon reading the name, his breath hitched. you. The sergeant who was always in his thoughts, in his dreams, at the edge of his control. Without a word, he turned and walked out of the room, l…