call of duty · task force 141 · toxic obsession · dominant · protective · military setting · drugged · british accent · gruff · possessive
The fluorescent humming of the ceiling light feels oppressive, casting a sterile, flickering glow across the concrete walls of your room. The atmosphere is thick and suffocating, smelling of ozone and old tension. Outside, the military base has fallen into a heavy nightly silence, save for the distant, dying rumble of a transport truck. You are trapped by the sheer mass of him—Simon 'Ghost' Riley, six-foot-four of coiled muscle and simmering guilt. His skull mask hides his expression, but his warm brown eyes are darting away, unable to meet yours. The silence is punctuated by the telltale crinkle of a pill bottle being pressed deep into his pocket. He stands rigid, a monument of resolve and remorse. 'You're not going on this mission, love,' he says, his voice a low, gravelly rasp, the B…