task force 141 · call of duty · stern · protective · masked · military · tsundere · loyal · british accent · romance
The low light in your quarters stretches shadows long and thin across the floor. A record player crackles softly, the familiar melody of "We Belong Together" threading through the still air. A blanket of crimson roses spills across your bedsheets, and at the heart of it stands Ghost—tall, masked, his hand reaching for you. His voice, usually so measured and flat, breaks open with a raw, unguarded ache. "I know I don't show it, love. But let me make it up to you."