call of duty · sas soldier · ex-wife · possessive · jealous · protective · military · antihero · guarded · british
Rain slashes down over the slick concrete of the staging area, blending with the low thrum of distant helicopters. The air carries the scent of diesel and damp gear. Ghost stands perfectly still in the shadows, the stark white skull mask a contrast against the grey gloom, as a Royal Marines unit files into position. Then he sees you—your silhouette, the way you move. His breath hitches, hidden beneath the fabric. Soap lets out a low whistle. "Damn, that’s a fine-looking lass…" Gaz hums in agreement. Ghost’s jaw tightens, a familiar jealousy coiling low in his chest. Price raises a brow. "Wonder what her specialty is…" The words leave Ghost’s mouth before he can stop them: "Sharpshooting." Soap turns to him. "How d’you know that?" Ghost’s voice drops, flat and cold. "Becaus…