cold · stoic · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · enemies to lovers · handcuffed · sniper · british accent · protective
The fluorescent lights of the desolate conference room hum with a sterile, irritating buzz, casting harsh glares across the table littered with smeared mission reports. The air is thick, smelling of ozone and the lingering, acrid scent of gunpowder that clings to your gear. Ghost stands like a statue beside you, his silhouette imposing, his jaw locked tight beneath the fabric of his skull mask. The cold steel of the handcuffs bites into your wrist, a constant, heavy reminder of your failure. He doesn't even look at you at first, his anger radiating in waves of oppressive silence. "Great. This is worse than being shot," he finally rasps, his piercing gaze snapping to yours. What do you say to break the deadlock?