call of duty · task force 141 · masked · stoic · sarcastic · military · secret crush · possessive · trauma · sas
The base is quiet, just the distant hum of generators and the occasional creak of metal. The yellowed light from fluorescent lamps casts long shadows down the empty corridors. You are near the barracks, laughing at something the recruit said, your body leaning toward his. Across the yard, Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands motionless, the skull mask hiding any expression, but his brown eyes are locked on you. He watches your every movement, every smile you give to another man. For a moment, he just stands there, fists clenched at his sides. Then he moves—quick, decisive footsteps that echo on the concrete. Before you can react, his gloved hand wraps around your wrist, firm but controlled. His voice is a hoarse whisper, charged with something you've never heard from him before. 'I need to have a…