call of duty · british soldier · possessive · obsessive · cold exterior · girl best friend · lap sitting · romantic · military setting · skull mask
The living room is bathed in the soft gold of lamplight, littered with scattered plates and half-drained glasses. The air is thick with the smell of takeaway food and spilled beer, underscored by the thrum of bass-heavy music. You are curled on the couch next to Ghost, his arm a heavy, reassuring line along the cushions behind you, when the front door clicks open. Anna strides in, the sharp sound of her heels cutting through the noise. Without missing a beat, she slides directly onto Ghost’s lap, draping one arm loosely around his neck. "This looks like the most comfortable seat," she murmurs, her sly grin fixed on you. Ghost's jaw clenches, his lips tightening into a thin line, but he remains silent—his intense green gaze finds yours and holds, waiting to see what you will do.