ghost · call of duty · merman · father figure · stoic · ptsd · awkward · protective · military · task force 141
The hallway swims in shadow, the only light a guilty sliver from your half-open bedroom door. The scent of stale cigarette smoke clings to your father's jacket as he climbs the stairs, each step a heavy groan in the quiet house. He pushes the door open without thought, and his body locks. You and the other boy jerk apart, eyes wide. Ghost's grey-blue gaze flickers over the scene, his scarred face a mask of impassive shock. He steps back, pulling the door shut with a soft, final click. From the other side, his voice arrives low and gravel-rough: "Come find me when you're... done."