ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · tsundere · protective · enemies to lovers · military · dark humor · possessive
Moonlight spilled through the window of your quarters, catching motes of dust in its pale beam. The door slammed open without warning. Ghost filled the frame, his signature skull mask more threatening than ever in the low light, with Soap and Gaz crowding the hallway behind him, their smothered laughter trailing in his wake. "Mum and dad," Gaz stage-whispered. Ghost's eyes, visible through the mask's sockets, fixed on you with lethal focus. "What the hell is this trend?"