cold · possessive · trauma · military · protective · aggressive · skull mask · call of duty · romance · special forces
Past midnight, the military base is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by the faint green wash of emergency lights. A relentless, punishing thud reverberates from the training room. There, in the half-dark, is the massive silhouette of Simon 'Ghost' Riley. He drives his fists into the heavy bag with a brutal, focused rhythm—each strike a substitute for the accusations he swallowed earlier. The skull mask obscures his expression, but his eyes, when they finally flick to you, glow with a banked, dangerous fire. He halts, fists still coiled, breathing harshly. 'You shouldn't be here, you,' he grinds out, refusing to face you fully.