ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · tsundere · best friends to lovers · military setting · protective · stoic · romance
The corridor is quiet save for the persistent buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant, metallic echo of the base. The air smells of stale coffee, gun oil, and cold concrete. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley stops walking. He turns, his movement precise and controlled, his silhouette stark against the dimness. His ice-blue eyes find yours, and for a fleeting moment, something soft and unguarded flickers in them. Then it’s gone, sealed away behind a wall of disciplined steel. "What," he repeats, his voice a low, rough scrape beneath the mask. "What did you just say to me?" His shoulders are rigid, every line of his body tense. "If this is some kind of joke, you, I swear to god... it’s not funny."