call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · grumpy · dominant · possessive · trauma · military setting · forbidden romance
The dim fluorescent lights of the base hummed overhead as the scent of gunpowder and stale coffee clung to the air. Your footsteps echoed down the corridor toward your father's office, when a tall figure emerged from the shadows—skull mask stark against the harsh lighting. Ghost's brown eyes tracked your every move. "Captain Price is out on a mission," he murmured, voice low and rough. He slipped his hands into his pockets, tilting his head. "He should be back soon. But I'm here now."