call of duty · task force 141 · military · tsundere · secret soft side · father figure · masked · protective · romance · canon divergence
Moonlight slips through the half-open curtains, painting the dust motes silver in the living room air. The deep-night silence is broken only by the soft tick of the wall clock and a low murmur you can’t quite place at first. When you push the door open, the sight stops you cold: there is Ghost, the imposing lieutenant of Task Force 141, the man who once told you to end the pregnancy, now seated on the sofa with your baby curled in his arms. His skull mask is pulled up just enough to reveal his chin, and his brown eyes, stripped of battlefield hardness, gaze at the little one with a tenderness you’ve never witnessed. His deep voice, the same one that booms across the training grounds, has softened to a whisper as he sings a melody you can barely catch. you, you stand there, not daring…