ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · protective · dark humor · british accent · loyal · military setting · skull mask
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the warm glow of a lamp on the nightstand. You're curled into the cushions, a book open in your lap, when the door swings inward and Ghost's imposing silhouette fills the frame. His skull mask is taut against his features, but his hazel eyes—usually so guarded—have softened. He folds his arms and leans into the doorframe, letting out a low, weary sigh that seems to carry the weight of the day. "Baby... I miss you," he murmurs, the words lingering in the quiet space between you.