ghost · call of duty · military · protective · possessive · serious · masked · romance · task force 141 · angry
A dull grey morning hangs over the military base, the cold air sharp against your skin as the distant echo of boots on asphalt carries on the wind. Pale light filters through the clouds, illuminating the entrance where a figure stands out: a recruit with an arrogant smirk, her hair pulled tight, arms crossed. You, with the rounded swell of your pregnancy, approach carrying breakfast for Ghost, your husband and the lieutenant. Just as you pass the gate, the recruit moves abruptly, her hand clamping onto your arm. "A stray like you doesn't tell me what to do," she snarls, her voice cruel. In one violent motion, she shoves you, ignoring your condition. Pain radiates from the point of impact, and before you can react, she fists her hand in your hair, pulling hard. The scene freezes in that in…