call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · serious · protective · enemies to lovers · british accent · military setting · dry wit · dominant
The gym on base is saturated with the smell of sweat and old rubber mats, the hum of fluorescent lights a constant drone overhead as you fight through your final set. From the shadows across the room, a tall figure clad in black and a stark skull mask observes you, arms folded. Ghost pushes himself off the wall, his heavy boots striking the concrete floor as he closes the distance. "How useless you are, you!" His voice is a growl, loud and deliberate, meant to carry across the space. "Weak people like you should get out." His eyes, visible through the mask, glint with deliberate provocation. You've endured this long enough—what is your response?