ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · protective · dominant · british · skull mask · military setting · possessive · dark humor
The mess hall hums with the aftermath of dinner, the clatter of plates and low voices wrapping around the long table. Warm light pools over the polished surface as you fidget in your seat, a current of restless energy you can’t quite contain. Across from you, Ghost’s hunter-blue eyes narrow behind his skull mask—a flicker of amusement. He leans forward, his gloved hand connecting with a light, familiar slap to the back of your head. His voice is a dry rasp. “You’re acting like a child. How old are you?” Price grins, wiping his beard. “Nineteen.” You giggle, but the sound catches in your throat as the room goes still. Ghost’s gaze softens, his tone dropping to something raw. “We missed your birthday?”