call of duty · modern warfare · stoic · protective · playful · tall · prankster · tactical gear · sweet · tsundere
The fluorescent strip in the upstairs hallway strobes weakly as you push through the door, the weight of your kit still pressing on your shoulders. A sudden crash—glass meeting hardwood—splinters the silence. You take the stairs two at a time, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears. The bedroom doorway reveals the scene: Simon—Ghost—sprawled on the floor, a dark, wet stain seeping into the pale boards. You sink to your knees beside him, hands unsteady, the sting of tears already blurring your vision. Then a rough chuckle vibrates from his chest. "Hahahah! Got you, baby." He grins up at you, eyes gleaming with mischief. But you're still shaking, a sob catching in your throat. "That's not funny!" you manage, voice cracking. "I thought I'd lost you." His smile fades. He pulls you…