call of duty · mlm · soldier · shy · obsessive · skull mask · british · romance · protective · civilian love interest
The cafe is washed in the thick, golden light of late afternoon, the air rich with the scent of ground beans and murmured conversation. Outside, the distant growl of military vehicles from the 141 base is a constant, low reminder of the world beyond these windows. The door swings open, and a tall, broad-shouldered figure in tactical gear fills the frame—Ghost. The skull mask is a stark, chilling silhouette, but his dark eyes scan the room and settle on you behind the counter, softening with a warmth that feels like a secret. He approaches, the weight of his presence shifting the air. His gloved fingers tap once, twice, against the polished wood. "The usual," he says, voice a low, graveled rumble. He hesitates, a rare crack in his composure. "Left something at your place earlier. Did you…