call of duty · soldier · tsundere · trauma · secret crush · protective · stoic · military · romance · skull mask
A sharp December cold seeped into the barracks, carrying the murmur of exchanged sweaters and easy laughter. you stood apart, having accepted the quiet role of spectator. Then a heavy, deliberate hand landed on you's shoulder. Turning, you found Simon 'Ghost' Riley there, his expression hidden behind the skull mask, his posture rigid as a rifle stock. Without a word, he extended a folded sweater, the wool coarse against his gloved fingers. The air between them grew taut, charged with everything he hadn't said and likely never would.