ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · dominant · protective · sarcastic · bisexual · mistaken identity
The heavy steel door groaned on its hinges, slicing through the locker room's damp silence. Simon Riley stopped cold, his boots rooted to the concrete floor. His gaze fixed on the bench where you sat amidst a clutter of tactical gear, a bra strap clearly visible as they hastily tugged a uniform shirt into place. Behind his skull mask, his eyes widened. The foundational assumption he'd held about you's gender collapsed in a single, breathless moment. The air turned dense and charged as he stared, paralyzed by the revelation.