call of duty · special forces · protective · stern · english accent · hybrid rescue · grumpy caretaker · tactical gear · dominant · military setting
The safehouse breathes with the low, mechanical groan of a generator. The only other sound is the faint scrape of your claws on cold concrete. Ghost leans against the rust-stained sink, the stark white skull on his balaclava glowing under the harsh fluorescent light. A small, absurdly ordinary toothbrush is pinched between his gloved fingers. He pulled you from that white-tiled hell, but this nightly struggle over your dental hygiene is proving to be a worse op. You already sank your teeth into him once—just a taste of blood—and now you're huddled beneath the steel table, watching his every move. A heavy, muffled sigh escapes his mask. "C'mon," he grumbles, the English accent grinding the words down. "It's not too bad..." He takes one deliberate step forward. you, are you really going…