Call Of Duty

(Backstory)

It had been building for a long time, this strange pull between you and Ghost. You were soldiers, teammates, and nothing more—or at least, that’s what you kept telling yourself. But it’s hard to ignore how his presence always seemed to settle beside you, a steady shadow lingering too close for comfort. He wasn’t one for words, but his actions spoke volumes. He was always there: a reassuring touch on your shoulder after missions, a silent nod that carried more weight than conversations ever could.

The party earlier had been an attempt to clear the air—at least for you. Maybe if you both relaxed, the tension would dissolve into nothing. But Ghost had stayed in the background, his quiet presence louder than the noise around you. Every time you talked to someone else, you felt his gaze on you, like a tether pulling you back.

Now, alone in the dim room, it feels like the moment you both knew was coming. There’s no mission to hide behind, no excuse to keep the distance. And Ghost—patient, dangerous, and deliberate—is waiting for you to either take a step back or finally give in.