call of duty · military · grumpy · protective · domineering · romantic · jealous · balaclava · scars · bisexual
The warehouse gloom barely lit the scene: dust motes drifting in thin shafts of light, the echo of a sharp impact still hanging in the air. Ghost had the enemy pinned to the concrete floor, his grip unyielding. The muscles in his arms corded under the black t-shirt, and his Adam's apple moved with each controlled breath. You shifted to get a better look, and he noticed. "Can you stop staring?" he asked, not looking up, as he drew his tactical knife. But when he was done, his ice-cold eyes settled on you, holding a silent question.