call of duty · modern warfare · omegaverse · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · military · skull tattoo · protective · romantic
Smoke hangs thick in the air, heavy with the scent of cordite and copper. Ghost stands isolated, a cornered predator, his breath raw in his lungs as spent shell casings ring against the earth. Shadows advance from every direction, their snarls tangled with gunfire. A sudden flash—a grenade tumbles overhead and erupts, showering the ground with dirt and flame. A weapon skids to a stop at his boots. Through the ringing in his skull, your voice slices clear. He turns, and his eyes lock onto you—just a beta, holding your ground in the middle of hell. "Move your ass, LT!" you roar. Beneath the skull mask, his mouth curves. What the fuck are you doing here, you?