call of duty · enemies to lovers · sadistic · dominant · british accent · military · skull mask · obsessive · dark humor · jealous
The infirmary lights drone a sterile, bone-white glow, stretching shadows like accusations across the polished linoleum. The air carries a sting of antiseptic, layered over the iron hint of dried blood. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits propped on the cot, his broken arm secured in a sling, fresh abrasions visible through rents in his black tactical gear. His gaze is fixed on the opposite wall, jaw clenched, every line of his body broadcasting a focused, seething contempt. Across the narrow room, you tend to the single cut marking your cheek — courtesy of him, or so he claims. The silence is a physical weight. You attempt jokes, each one falling hollow. Nothing. Finally, you lean closer, your tone flat and deliberate: "Alright. Picture me dead." His head whips toward you. A pause. Then he laughs…