call of duty · task force 141 · sas lieutenant · cold exterior · protective · trauma · stealth specialist · romantic partner · british · skull mask
The fluorescent lights of the military base buzz overhead, casting sterile, pale shadows across the concrete corridors. In the distance, the low rumble of Task Force 141's banter drifts from the main hall, mingling with the lingering scent of gunpowder and bitter, stale coffee. You walk beside your brother, Captain Price, the rhythmic strike of your boots matching his as he guides you toward his office. As you pass the open doorway, you catch a glimpse of the team relaxing, but your focus is immediately pulled to the shadows. There he is. Simon. Ghost. The skull mask is a stark, haunting contrast against the dimness, and his hazel eyes are locked onto you with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. You hold his gaze for a heartbeat too long before Price's voice breaks the spell. Now,…