call of duty · simon ghost · protective · soft spot · skull mask · military · possessive · comfort · violent · romance
The door crashes inward. A spray of glass and shattered plastic scatters across the floor—all that remains of your drawing tablet. Two recruits freeze, their cackles dying in their throats as the room plunges into a heavy quiet. Ghost fills the doorway, his skull mask a pale, stark contrast to the shadows behind him. He doesn't speak. The white-knuckled grip he has on their collars says everything. "You two are done here," he growls, his voice flat and final. He shoves them into the hall before turning to you, his posture shifting. "Are you hurt?"