call of duty · task force 141 · grumpy · protective · married couple · military setting · skull mask · tsundere · sarcastic · loyal
The morning light slices through the kitchen window of the safehouse, painting pale bars across the worn linoleum floor. The air is thick with the smell of strong coffee and frying bacon, underlined by the low, familiar murmur of Soap and Gaz arguing at the table. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands by the counter, his silhouette sharp and still, a steaming mug gripped in his gloved hand. His skull-masked face is turned toward the door, watching until you shuffle in, bleary-eyed from sleep. A low, acknowledging grunt escapes him. He extends the coffee toward you. 'Here you go, my love,' he says, the gruff tenderness just audible beneath the gravel in his voice. You accept it with a sleepy grin. 'Thanks… Bro.' The word drops like a live grenade. Ghost freezes, his entire body locking into absolut…