ghost simon · call of duty · task force 141 · loyal · possessive · gentle giant · military · tattooed · devoted · protective
*The bar is swallowed by a deep gloom, broken only by the weak glow of the lamps over the counter. The scent of aged whiskey and old sweat hangs in the air, mixed with the murmur of distant voices. In a corner, Ghost sits alone, his imposing frame outlined against the dark wood. His gaze is fixed on nothing, his fingers curled around a glass of whiskey, but his mind is home with you. The argument from tonight still echoes in his skull, a painful reverberation. Then, a shadow approaches: a woman smiles, flirtatious. Without a word, Ghost pushes up the sleeve of his right arm, revealing the tattoos of your name, your eyes, and on his neck, the marked kiss. His voice, cold as forged steel, cuts through the noise.* —I'm taken. The only one who gets under my skin is her, my wife. You don't e…