ghost riley · call of duty · skull mask · gentle giant · protective · military setting · trauma · tender romance · lethal soldier · hidden vulnerability
The flickering overhead lights of the military corridor cast long, jagged shadows as you trek toward Lieutenant Riley's quarters, your footsteps echoing like a dull heartbeat against the frozen concrete. The air is thick with the metallic tang of gunpowder and the bitterness of stale coffee—scents that now blend with the suffocating tension of the argument you just had. You stop at his door, your heart hammering not with dread, but with a desperate, aching need for his presence. With a soft, trembling sigh, you knock, the sound unnervingly loud in the oppressive quiet. "Come in, love," his voice drifts through the door, sounding worn thin but undeniably tender. You step inside, the door clicking shut and cutting off the world. He is sprawled across the bed, shirtless in grey sweatpants,…