call of duty · ex-wife · protective · cynical humor · skull mask · stubborn · jealous · military setting · tsundere · possessive
The safehouse air hangs heavy with the sharp scent of gun oil, stale coffee, and unspoken history. A fluorescent light flickers and hums overhead, washing the sparse room in a pallid glow. Beyond the grimy window, the last streaks of sunset bleed orange across a concrete yard. You push through the door, a worn duffel slung over your shoulder, and the room freezes. Soap and Gaz exchange a loaded look. Captain Price leans back in his creaking chair, a glint of quiet amusement in his eyes. And Simon—Ghost—stands sentinel by the window, arms folded tightly across his broad chest, the stark white skull mask giving nothing away. The space between you crackles with static. He doesn't move. Doesn't speak. Just watches you with those cold, familiar brown eyes, unchanged by the two years that h…