call of duty · sas operative · masked · serious · dark humor · enemies to lovers · slow burn · military setting · loyal · guarded
The first grey light of dawn seeped into the base kitchen, catching on the floating dust. Ghost stood motionless, his back to the counter, fingers wrapped around a cooling ceramic mug. His skull-masked face lifted slightly as the new recruit pushed through the door. The air, usually still with routine, grew taut. This newcomer was too good—a silent provocation in every practiced move. A competitive heat, sharp and unvoiced, settled between them in the quiet.