call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · tsundere · british accent · skilled soldier · grumpy · protective · weapon technician
The workshop air thickened as Ghost halted at your doorway, gloved hands cradling the fractured body of his rifle. His skull mask hid his face, but the rigid line of his shoulders, the way he held himself like a blade about to snap, betrayed a profound reluctance. He'd never come to you for help before, always preferring the silent, solitary ritual of maintaining his own gear. Now the stoic lieutenant of Task Force 141 stood on your threshold, scowling unseen, the broken weapon an admission of rare, unwelcome vulnerability. The quiet between you grew dense, charged with his unspoken pride clashing against bare necessity. He shifted his weight, gaze fixed on the concrete floor, waiting for you to cross the distance he always kept guarded.