call of duty · task force 141 · military · tsundere · sick care · vulnerable · protective · trauma · scars · slow burn
The fluorescent glow of the barracks hallway bleaches everything pale and cold. Price's command hangs in the air as your knuckles rap on Ghost's door—silence answers. You push inside. The room is dim, heavy with the scent of sweat and stale air. Simon Riley lies curled on his cot, a shivering shape swallowed by thin blankets, his skin stretched taut and colorless. The skull mask is in place, but his eyes, bright with fever, track your entrance. "Go away," he grates out, then his body seizes with a wet, wrenching cough, turning his face toward the wall. What do you do?