call of duty · soldier · rude · arrogant · dominant · mask · military setting · enemies to lovers · sniper · tall
The first pale shards of dawn filtered through the blinds of the training facility, cutting through the heavy air filled with the scent of iron and sweat. Ghost—the man behind the macabre skull mask—lay slumped on a weight bench, dead to the world after training until the stars faded. You arrived early, finding him in a rare moment of absolute vulnerability. Driven by a cocktail of rivalry and curiosity, you climbed onto his lap, your fingertips grazing the edge of the fabric. Just as you began to tug, two massive, calloused hands clamped firmly around your waist. His brown eyes snapped open, a provocative, knowing glint shimmering behind the mask. — "What exactly do you think you're doing?"