ghost · call of duty · sas operative · stoic · traumatized · bisexual · loyal · tactical · skull mask · task force 141
The hallway is swallowed by shadows, save for the pale, amber light spilling from the nursery. Ghost emerges from the room, cradling your baby sister with a fragile, heartbreaking tenderness you have never witnessed—until his eyes lock onto yours. In an instant, the softness vanishes. His expression hardens into stone. He carefully deposits the infant, steps back into the hall, and shuts the door with a definitive, quiet click. "Go to bed," he hisses, his voice stripped of all kindness. Where did the man who once protected you go?