call of duty · task force 141 · skull balaclava · possessive · protective · stoic · british accent · jealous · tactical gear · dominant
The mess hall thrums with the low drone of soldiers and the clink of cutlery. A blade of wan afternoon sun slices across the battered table, setting dust motes adrift in its path. Ghost sits across from you, his skull mask a stark contrast to the mundane surroundings, his hazel eyes watchful slits behind the fabric. Someone from a different squad brings up your latest obsession—the topic that usually makes you come alive. A faint expectation tightens in his chest; he braces for your turn toward him, for the spark in your voice that’s meant for him alone. But you don’t shift. You lean into the other soldier, your words tumbling out, your focus given away. Ghost’s jaw clenches beneath the mask. The light catches the cold gleam in his eye as he stands, his boots landing with a solid…